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OFFICES OF WORSHIP 

AND 

HYMNS 



(WITH TUNES) 



PUBLISHED BY AUTHORITY OF THE 
AMERICAN PROVINCE 



Unitas Pratrum, 



THE MORAVIAN CHURCH 



Third Edition, Revised and Enlarged. 



BETHLEHEM: 
Moravian Publication Office. 

1896. 



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Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1891, by 

The Board of Elders of the Northern Diocese of the Church of the 
United Brethren in the United States of America, 

In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. 



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Music Typographers, 

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CONTENTS 



Pages. 

Preface iii, iv 

Contexts v 

Festivals of the Christian 
Church, and Memoriae Days 

OF THE UnITAS FRATRUM . . VI 

A Table of the Days on which 
Easter will fall from A. D. 
1891 to A.D. 2000 . . . . vii 

A Table of the Movable Festi- 
vals, according to the days 
upon which Easter may fall vii 

A Table of the Epistles and 
Gospels for the Sundays and 
Festivals of the Church 
Year viii, ix 

An Index of the First Lines of 
the Hymns, arranged accord- 
ing to the following Rubrics: 

I.— The Word of God, in Nature 
and in Revelation ix 

II.— The Holy Trinity, including 

Doxologies and Benedictions . . . ix, x 
III.— God the Father : 

1. In His Providence x 

2. In the Ministry of the Holy Angels x 

3. In the Work of Redemption .... x 

IV.— God the Son: 

1. His Divinity xi 

2. His First Advent xi 

3. His Incarnation and Birth xi 

4. His Name— Jesus xi 

5. His Manifestation to the Gentiles . xii 

6. His Life, Example and Ministry . . xii 

7. His Transfiguration xii 

8. His Triumphal Entry xii 

9. His Sufferings and Death .... xii, xiii 

10. His Burial and Rest in the Grave. . xiii 

11. His Resurrection xiii 

12. His Ascension and Exaltation . xiii, xiv 

13. His Kingdom and Priesthood. . . . xiv 

14. His Second Advent xiv 

15. Prayer and Praise to Christ . . . xiv, xv 
V.— God the Holy Ghost xv 

VI.— The Christian Life: 

1. Warning and Invitation xv, xvi 

2. Penitence and Humility xvi 

3. Faith and Justification xvi 

4. Self-Consecration and Confession of 

Faith xvii 



Paries. 

5. Love and Communion xvii 

6. Holiness xvii, xviii 

7. Brotherly Love and Fellowship. . .xviii 

8. Joy and Praise xviii 

9. Patience and Trust xviii, xix 

10. Watchfulness and Fidelity xix 

11. Courage and Conflict xix, xx 

12. Prayer • • . . xx 

13. Christian Activity and Practical 

Love xx 

VII.— The Holy Sacraments: 

1. Baptism xx 

2. The Communion of the Lords 

Supper xx,xxi 

VIIL— The Christian Church: 

1. Militant and Triumphant xxi 

2. The Spread of the Gospel xxi 

3. The Ministry xxii 

4. Public Worship, including Hymns 

for the Lord's Day xxii 

IV.— General Hymns : 

1. Time and Eternity, including 

Hymns for a New Year, etc xxiii 

2. Death and Burial xxiii 

3. Resurrection xxiii 

4. Judgment xxiii 

5. Heaven xxiii, xxiv 

X.— Special Hymns: 

1. Harvest Festivals xxiv 

2. National Festivals xxiv 

3. Church Festivals and Anniver- 

saries xxiv 

4. For the Laying of a Corner-Stone . .xxiv 

5. Dedications and Consecrations . . xxiv 

6. Matrimony and the Parental Re- 

lation xxv 

7. Childhood and Youth xxv 

8. Days of Fasting xxv 

9. For Morning ■ xxv 

10. For Evening xxv 

11. For Use Before and After Meals. . xxvi 

12. Scripture Psalms and Hymns, and 

Sentences xxvi 



Topical Index . . 
Offices of Worship 
Hymns and Tunes . 
Appendix .... 



xxvi-xxxn 
. . 1-32 
. . 1-433 
. . 434-435 



Index of the First Lines of 

each Stanza 436-470 

Alphabetical List of Tunes. 476-479 

(v) 



FESTIVALS OF THE CHRISTIAN CHURCH, 

AND 

MEMORIAL DAYS OF THE UNITAS FRATRUM. 



I. -IMMOVABLE FESTIVALS. 



December 25— Christmas— The Nativity of 
our Lord. 

January 1— New Year's Day— The Circum- 
cision of Jesus. 

January 6— The Epiphany, or the Manifes- 
tation of Christ to the Gentiles. 

January 19— Beginning of the Mission Work 
of the Unitas Fratrum in Greenland, 
A.D. 1733. 

February 2— The Presentation of Christ in 
the Temple. 

March 1— Organization of the Unitas Frat- 
rum as a distinct branch of the Christian 
Church, A.D. 1457. 

March 25— The Annunciation— Festival of 
all the Choirs. 

April 30— Day of Prayer and Covenanting 
for Widows. 

May 4— Day of Prayer and Covenanting for 
the Unmarried Sisters. 

May 12— Adoption of the Brotherly Agree- 
ment and Statutes, at Herrnhut, A.D. 
1727. 

June 4— Day of Prayer and Covenanting for 
the Older Girls. 

June 17 — Anniversary of the Beginning of 
Herrnhut by Emigrants from Moravia, 
A.D. 1722. 

July 2— The Visitation. 

July 6— Commemoration of the Martyrdom 
of John Hus, A.D. 1415. 

July 9— [Alternate day, October 21]— Day of 
Prayer and Covenanting for the Older 
Boys. 



August 13— Spiritual Baptism of the Church 
at Herrnhut, A.D. 1727. 

August 17— Day of Prayer and Covenanting 
for the Children. 

August 21— Beginning of the First Mission 
of the Unitas Fratrum to the Heathen, 
A.D. 1732. 

August 29— Day of Prayer and Covenanting 
for the Unmarried Brethren. 

August 31— Day of Prayer and Covenanting 
for Widowers. 

September 7— Day of Prayer and Covenant- 
ing for the Married Brethren and Sisters. 

September 16— Day of Prayer and Covenant- 
ing for the Ministers of the Unitas Frat- 
rum, commemorating a powerful experi- 
ence (A. D. 1741) of the fact that Jesus 
Christ is the Chief Shepherd and Head 
of His Church. [See November 13.] 

September 29— [St. Michael and All Angels]— 
Memorial Day for all who are engaged in 
the instruction of Children and louth. 

October 31— Commemoration of the begin- 
ning of the German Reformation, A.D. 
1517. 

November 1— All Saints' Day. 

November 13— Formal Promulgation in the 
Unitas Fratrum (A. D. 1741) of the doc- 
trine of the immediate Headship of 
Jesus Christ in His Church. [See Sep- 
tember 16.] 



II.— MOVABLE FESTIVALS. 



Advent Sunday is the Sunday nearest to 
the thirtieth day of November (St. An- 
drew's Day), whether before or after. 

All the other Movable Festivals depend upon 
Easter, which is always the first Sunday 
after the Full Moon which happens upon 
or next after the twenty-first day of 
March; provided, that if the Full Moon 
happen upon a Sunday, Easter is the 
Sunday after. 

The other Festivals occur as follows : 

Sept uagesima Sunday is nmeweeks before 

Easter. 
Sezagesima Sunday is eight weeks before 
Easter. 
(vi) 



Quinquagesima Sunday is seven weeks be- 
fore Easter. 

Ash Wednesday, on which the Passion 
Season, or Lent, begins, is forty-six days 
before Easter. 

Palm Sunday, on which the Holy Passion 
Week begins, is eight days before Easter. 

Maundy- Tlwrsday (Holy Thursday) is the 
Thursday before Easter. 

Good Friday is the Friday before Easter. 

Great Sabbath ( Holy Saturday, Easter Eve) 
is the Saturday before Easter. 

Ascension Day is forty days after Easter. 

Whit-Sunday is seven weeks after Easter. 

Trinity Sunday is eight weeks after Easter. 







FROM A 


.D. 1 


891 TO A 


.D 


2000. 












1 89 1. March 29 


1913. March 23 


1935 


April 21 


1957. April 21 


1979. April 15 


1892. April 17 


1 914. April 12 


1936 


12 


1958. " 6 


1980 


6 


1893. " 2 


1915. " 4 


1937 


March 28 


1959. March 29 


1981 


" 19 


1894. March 25 


1916. " 23 


1938 


April 17 


i960. April 17 


1982 




1895. April ! 4 


1917. " 8 


J 939 


9 


1961. " 2 


1683 


3 


1896. " 5 


1918. March 31 


1940 


March 24 


1962. " 22 


1984 


22 


1897. " 18 


19 19. April 20 


1941 


April 13 


1963. '« 14 


1985 


7 


1898. " 10 


1920. " 4 


1942 


• " 5 


1964. March 29 


1986 


March 30 


1899. " 2 


1921. March 27 


1943 


" 25 


1965. April 18 


1987 


Aprii 19 


1900. " 15 


1922. April 16 


1944 


9 


1966. " 10 


1988 


3 


1901. " 7 


1923. " 1 


1945 


" 1 


1967. March 26 


1989 


March 26 


1902. March 30 


1924. " 20 


1946 


" 21 


1968. April 14 


1990 


April 15 


1903. April 12 


1925. " 12 


1947 


6 


1969. " 6 


1991 


March 31 


1904. " 3 


1926. " 4 


1948 


March 28 


1970. March 29 


1992 


April 19 


1905. " 23 


1927. " 17 


1949 


April 17 


197 1. April 11 


!993 


11 


1906. " 15 


1928. " 8 


1950 


" 9 


1972. " 2 


1994 


• " 3 


1907. March 31 


1929. March 31 


1951 


March 25 


1973. " 22 


J 995 


" 16 


1908. April 19 


1930. April 20 


1952 


April 13 


1974. " 14 


1996 


7 


1909. " 11 


1931- " 5 


1953 


5 


1975. March 30 


1997 


March 30 


1910. March 27 


1932. March 27 


1954 


" 18 


1976. April 18 


1998 


April 12 


191 1. April 16 


1933. April 16 


!955 


" 10 


1977. " 10 


1999 


4 


1912. " 7 


1934- " 1 


1956 


1 


1978. March 26 


2000 


" 23 


A TABLE OF 


THE MOVABLE FESTI 


VALS, ACCORDING TO THE DAYS UPON 




WHICH EA> 


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FALL. 




Easter. 


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Septuagesima 
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Feb'y 4 Feb 


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April 30 
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27 Nov. 29 


23 


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6 




11 


27 " 30 


24 


I 


2 


" 20 


" 21 


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7 


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" 


12 


27 Dec. 1 


25 


2 


2 


" 21 


" 22 


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8 


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27 " 2 


26 


2 


2 


" 22 


" 23 


8 




9 


4 


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14 


27 


3 


" 27 


2 


2 


" 23 


" 24 


9 


" 


10 


" 5 


" 


15 


: 26 


Nov. 27 


28 


2 


2 


" 24 


" 25 


" 10 


" 


11 


" 6 


" 


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26 


" 28 


29 


2 


2 


" 25 


" 26 


" 11 


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12 


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26 " 29 


30 


2 


2 


" 26 


" 27 


'* 12 


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8 


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18 


26 , " 30 


" 31 


2 


3 


" 27 


" 28 


" 13 


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26 Dec. 1 


April 1 


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3 


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26 " 3 


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" 16 " 


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25 " 28 


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25 " 29 


6 


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20 


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24 Nov. 27 


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13 


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" 9 " 10 


" 26 


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1 


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14 


4 


5 


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" 27 


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24 Dec. 1 


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5 


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March 1 




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23 Nov. 27 


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6 


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June 1 


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23 " 3 


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(vii) 



A TABLE OF THE EPISTLES AND GOSPELS 

FOR THE SUNDAYS AND FESTIVALS OF THE CHURCH-YEAR. 



Sundays and Chief Festivals. 


Epistles. 


Gospels. 


1st Sunday in Advent 


Rom. 13 : 8-14. 


Matt. 21 : 1-13. 


2d " 


it 


Rom. 15 : 4-13. 
1 Cor. 4 : 1-5. 
Phil. 4 : 4-7. 

f Isaiah 9: 1-7. 

1 Titus 3 : 11-14. 


Luke 21 : 25-36. 
Matt. 11 : 2-10. 
John 1 : 19-28. 

Luke 2 : 1-14. 


3d " 


u 


4TH " 


<( 


Christmas Eve 








1st Christmas Day 


Heb. 1 : 1-12. 


John 1 : 1-18. 


2D " 


it 


Titus 3 : 4-7. 
Gal. 4 : 1-7. 


Luke 2: 15-20. 
Luke 2 : 33-40. 


Sunday after Christmas 


New Year's Eve 


2 Tim. 4: 1-8. 


Luke 12 : 35-40. 


New Year Day, or Circumcision of Jesus 


[Rom. 4 : 8-14. 
1 GaL 3 : 23-29. 


Luke 2 : 21-32. 


Sunday after New Year 


1 Peter 4 : 12-19. 


Matt. 2 : 13-23. 


Epiphany 


J Isaiah 9 : 1-7. 
1 Eph. 3 : 1-12. 


Matt. 2 : 1-12. 




1st Sunday after Epiphany 


Rom. 12 : 1-5. 


Luke 2 : 41-52. 


2d " " " 


Rom. 2: 6-16. a 


John 2: 1-11. 


3d " " " 


Rom. 12: 16-21. b 


Matt, 8 : 1-13. 


4th " " " 


Rom. 13 : 1-7. 


Matt. 8 : 23-27. 


5th " " " 


Col. 3 : 12-17. 


Matt. 13 : 24-30. 


6th " " " 


J" 1 John 3 : 1-8. 
1 2 Pet. 1 : 16-21. 


Matt. 24: 23-31. 


Matt. 17 : 1-9. 


SEPTUAGESiMA,or the 3d Sunday bef. Lent 


1 Cor. 9 : 24-10 : 5. 


Matt. 20 : 1-16. 


Sexagesima, or the 2d Sunday bef. Lent. . 


2 Cor. 11: 19—12: 9. 


Luke 8 : 4-15. 


Quinquagesima, or the Sunday bef. Lent 


1 Cor. 13 : 1-13. 


Luke 18 : 31-43. 


Ash Wednesday 


Joel 2: 12-17. 


Matt. 6 : 16-21. 


1st Sunday in Lent, or Invocavit 


2 Cor. 6 : 1-10. 


Matt. 4: 1-11. 


2d " " or Reminiscere. . . . 


1 Thess. 4 : 1-7. 


Matt. 15 : 21-28. 


3d " " or Oculi 


Eph. 5 : 1-9. 


Luke 11 : 14-28. 


4th " " or Laetare 


Gal. 4 : 21-31. 


John 6 : 1-15. 


5th " " or Judica 


Heb. 9 : 11-15. 


John 8 : 46-59. 


6th " " or Palm Sunday. 


Phil. 2 : 5-11. 


Matt. 21 : 1-11. 


Maundy-Thursday 


1 Cor. 11 : 23-32. 


John 13 : 1-15. 


Good Friday 


Heb. 10 : 1-25. 
1 Pet. 3 : 17-22. 


Isaiah 52: 13-53:12. 
Matt. 27 : 57-66. 


Great Sabbath, or Easter Eve 


Easter Sunday 


f 1 Cor. 5 : 6-8. 
t Col. 3 : 1-7. 


(Mark 16: 1-8. 
( John 20 : 1-10. 








Acts 10 : 34-41. 
Acts 13 : 26-41. 
1 John 5 : 4-12. 


Luke 24 : 13-&5. 
Luke 24 : 36-48. 
John 20: 19-31. 




1st Sun. aft. Easter, or Quasimodogeniti 


2d Sunday aft. Easter, or Misericordias 


1 Peter 2 : 19-25. 


John 10: 11-16. 


3d Sunday after Easter, or Jubilate. . 


1 Peter 2 : 11-17 


John 16 : 16-23. c 


4th " " " or Cantate. . 


James 1 : 17-21. 


John 16 : 5-15. 


5th " " " or Roaate . . 


James 1 : 22-27. 


John 16: 23-30. d 


Ascension Day 




Acts 1 : 1-11. 
TPeter 4 : 7-11. 


Mark 16: 14-20. 
John 15: 26—16: 4. 


Sunday after 


Ascension Day 


Whit-Sunday. 


Acts 2: 1-13. 
Acts 10 : 34-48. / 
Acts 8 : 14-17. 
f Rev. 4 : 1-11. 
1 Rom. 11 : 33-36. 


John 14 : 15-31. e 
John 3 : 16-21. 
John 10 : 1-10. 

John 3 : 1-15. 


Whit-Monday . . . 






Trinity Sunday 






1st Sunday after Trinity 


1 John 4 : 7-21. 


Luke 16 : 19-31. 


2d " 


1 it 


1 John 3 : 13-24. 


Luke 14 : 16-24. 


3d " 


( .i 


1 Peter 5 : 5-11. g 


Luke 15 : 1-10. 


4TH " 


i ii 


Rom. 8 : 18-23. 


Luke 6 : 36-42. 


5th " 


( ii 


1 Peter 3 : 8-15. h 


Luke 5: 1-11. 


6th " 


« ii 


Rom. 6: 3-11. 


Matt, 5 : 20-26. 


7th " 


i ii 


Rom. 6 : 19-23. 


Mark 8 : 1-9. 


8th " 


ii 


Rom. 8 : 12-17. 


Matt. 7 : 15-23. 


9th " 


i ii 


1 Cor. 10 : 1-13. 


Luke 16 : 1-9. 


10th " 


t ti 


1 Cor. 12 : 1-11. 


Luke 19 : 41-48. 


llTH " 


i ii 


1 Cor. 15 : 1-11. 


Luke 18: 9-14. 


12th " 


{ ii 


2 Cor. 3 : 4-11. 


Mark 7 : 31-37. 


13th " 


i ii 


Gal. 3 : 15-22. 


Luke 10 : 23-37. 


14TH " 


i it 


Gal. 5: 16-24. 


Luke 17: 11-19. 


15th " 


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Gal. 5 : 25- 6 : 10. 


Matt, 6: 24-34. 


16th " 


I ii 


Eph. 3 : 13-21. 


Luke 7: 11-17. 


17TH " 


i ii 


Eph. 4 : 1-6. 


Luke 14 : 1-11. 


18TH " " " .:.... 


1 Cor. 1 : 4-9. 


Matt, 22 : 34-46. 


a End : " men of low estate." 


e End : " even so T do 


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b Begin : " Be not wise in your own conceits." 


f End : " in the name 


of the Lord." 


c End : " ve shall ask me nothing." 


p Begin : "All of you b 


esubjectonetoanother." 


d Begin : *' Verily, verily, I say." 


n End : " sanctify the 1 


^ordixod in your hearts !' 



(viii) 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



IX 



Sundays and Chief Festivals. 



Epistles. 



19th Sunday after Trinity. 

2o TH " " 

21ST " » 

22d " 

23d " " " 

24th " M " 

25th " " " 



26th " " u 

27th " " " ! 

The Presentation of Christ in the 

Temple, February 2 

The Annunciation, March 25 

The Visitation, July 2 

In Memory of the Martyrs, July 6 . . 



St. Michael and all Angels, Sept. 29. 
All Saints' Day, Nov. 1 



Eph. 4 : 17-32. 
Eph. 5 : 1.5-21. 
Eph. 6 : 10-20. 
Phil. 1 : 3-11. 
Phil. 3 : 17-21. 
Col. 1 : 3-14. 

( Jer. 23 : 5-8. 

1 1 Thess. 4 : 13-18. 

I 2 Peter 3 ; 3-14. 

1 2 Thess. 1 : 3-10. 
1 Thess. 5 : 1-11. 

Mai. 3 : 1-5. 
Is. 7 : 10-16. 
Is. 11 : 1-5. 

Acts 7 : 55-60. 

Rev. 12 : 7-12. 
Rev. 7 : 2-12. 



Gospels. 



Matt. 9 : 1-8. 
Matt. 22: 1-14. 
John 4 : 46-54. i 
Matt. 18 : 21-35. 
Matt. 22 : 15-22. 
Matt 9 : 18-26. 

f John 6 : 5-14. 

\ Matt. 24 : 15-28. 

Matt. 25 : 31-46. 
Matt. 25 : 1-13. 

Luke 2 : 22-32. 
Luke 1 : 20-38. 
Luke 1 : 39-56. 

f Matt. 23 : 34-39. 

i Ps. 31 : 1-24. 
Matt. IS : 1-11. 
Matt. 5: 1-12. 



t Begin : "And there was a certain nobleman. 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS, 

ARRANGED ACCORDING TO THE RUBRICS. 



I.— THE WORD OF GOD, 



IN NATURE AND 
No. Tune 

Above the clear blue sky 1191 H42 

Father of mercies! in Thy word . . 182 14 

For the beauty of the earth 1257 5S1 

From the doctrines I'll ne'er waver 236 16 
Holy Lord, Thanks and praise be . 713 119 
How precious is the book divine . . 170 14 
Jesus, Thy word is my delight .. . . 115 14 
Lord Jesus, with Thy children stay 333 22 



in revelation. 



Xo. Tune 

Lord, our eyes unseal 536 68 

Lord, Thy Word abideth 23 6 

O Word of God Incarnate 804 151 

Precious Bible, what a treasure ... 614 89 

There is a book, who runs may read IIS 14 

The word of God which ne'er shall 315 22 

Thy law is perfect, Lord of light . . 125 14 

With humble prayer, oh, may I read 322 22 



II.— THE HOLY TRINITY, 

INCLUDING DOXOLOGIES AND BENEDICTIONS. 

Xo.Tune i 



All glory be to God on high 735 

Arm these Thy servants, mighty . 930 
Blest Trinity, from mortal sight . . 410 

Chants for Trinity Sunday 1214 

Come, sing, thou happy Church of . 736 
Come, Thou Almighty King .... 1234 



667 
920 
1480 
311 
1277 
1472 



Eternal Father, strong to save . . 
Eternal Father, throned above . . 
Father, God, Thy love we praise . 
Father of heaven ! whose love . . 
Father, Son and Holy Ghost . . . 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One 
Father, "Whose hand hath led me so 1221 

Give God the Father praise 1376 

Gloria in Excelsis 1523 

Gloria Patri 1521 

Glory be to God the Father 975 

Glory be to God, the Father ! Glory 138-5 

Glory to the Father 525 

Glory to the Father give 63 



132 
166 
22 
539 
132 
579 



5!'l 
22 
581 
591 
552 
582 



167 

585 

58 

11 



Great Jehovah ! we adore Thee . . 

Hail ! holy, holy, holy Lord . . . . 
, Holy, Father, hear my cry 

Holy Father ! we address Thee . . . 

Holy, holy, holy Lord 

Holy, holy, holy Lord God of hosts . 
1 Holy,holy,holy, Lord God Almighty 
J Holy Trinity, We confess with joy 

In humble, grateful lays 

] Lead us, Heavenly Father, lead us 

Let God the Father, and the Son . . 

Lord God, Thy praise we sing . . 

May the grace of Christ our Saviour 

My Father, when I come to Thee . . 

Now the Triune God confessing . . 

Now with angels round the throne 

O Father Almighty, to Thee be . . . 

O Father of mercy, be ever adored . 

O Holy Father, Holy Son 

O God of life, Whose power benign . 



Xo. 


Tune 


1394 


585 


216 


14 


1068 


205 


619 


89 


12.58 


581 


1064 


205 


780 


144 


537 


68 


1120 


249 


621 


91 


140 


14 


1112 


23-5 


9-53 


167 


379 


22 


242 


16 


12-56 


581 


505 


39 


500 


39 


310 


22 


6 


2 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



No. Tune 

Our Pleavenly Father, source of . . 217 14 

Praise God, from Whom all ... . 339 22 

Praise our glorious King and Lord 1054 205 

Praise the Father, earth and heaven 262 16 

Praise the God of all creation . . 973 167 

Praise the God of our salvation . . 254 16 

Praise the Name of God most high 1255 581 

Praise to God, the great Creator . . 248 16 

Praises, thanks, and adoration . . . 1105 230 

Praises to Him Whose love has. . . 393 22 

Rise, my soul, adore thy Maker. . . 873 157 

Sing we to our God above 80 11 

Te Deura Laudamus 1522 

That our Lord's views with us may 522 58 

The Father and the Son 1328 582 

The God of mercy be adored .... 1437 590 



The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ 
The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ . 
Therefore with angels and arch. . . 
Three in One, and One in Three . . 
Thou, Whose almighty word .... 
To Christ, the King of glory .... 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost . . 
To Father, Son and Spirit, Eternal . 
To Father, Son, and Spirit, ever . . 
To God the Father, God the Son, . . 

To God the Father, Son 

To God— the Father, Son and Spirit . 
ToGod the Father's thronePerpetual 
To God the Father's throne Your . . 

Ye angels round the throne 

We give immortal praise 



No. 7\me 


286 


22 


1215 


540 


1524 




1134 


265 


1235 


579 


28 


8 


144 


14 


26 


8 


446 


32 


658 


96 


1184 


342 


1246 


579 


1307 


582 


1185 


342 


1808 


582 


1181 


342 



III.— GOD THE FATHER. 

1.— IN HIS PROVIDENCE. 



Along my earthly way 

All glory to the Sovereign Good . . 
All people that on earth do dwell . 

Evening and morning 

Father of Love, our Guide and . . . 
Give to our God immortal praise . 
Give to the winds thy fears, .... 
God Almighty and All-seeing . . . 
God moves in a mysterious way . . 

God, omnipotent Creator 

High in the heavens, eternal God . 
Holy and infinite ! viewless ! . . . . 
I'll praise Thee with my heart and 
In Thee I live, and move, and am . 

I will sing to my Creator 

O God, Thy power is wonderful . . 

O praise Jehovah! Who reigneth on 530 



No. Tune 


1337 


582 


738 


132 


302 


22 


1514 


607 


1457 


590 


304 


22 


1495 


595 


1390 


585 


89 


14 


593 


89 


926 


166 


1154 


298 


174 


14 


199 


14 


1082 


214 


14-53 


590 


530 


61 



O Thou Who didst prepare .... 
O Thou, Who givest all their food 
Since we can't doubt God's equal 
Shout, O earth ! from silence . . 
Sometimes a light surprises . . 
The glorious universe around . 
The King of love my Shepherd is . 
The Lord be with me everywhere . 
The Lord is my Shepherd ; no want 
The Lord my Shepherd is and Guide 
The Lord, our God, is full of might . 
Thou our Light, our Guiding-star . 
Through all the changing scenes of 
To Thee, the Lord of all, I'll .... 

To the hills I lift mine eyes 

What our Father does is well . . . 



No. Tune 


1196 


315 


1439 


590 


1440 


590 


618 


89 


843 


151 


147 


14 


232 


15 


561 


79 


499 


39 


744 


132 


137 


14 


867 


155 


192 


14 


447 


32 


1474 


591 


1267 


581 



2. — IN THE MINISTRY OF THE HOLY ANGELS. 

No. Tune 

Above the clear blue sky 1191 342 

Angels, where'er we go, attend . . . 223 14 

Christ, in highest heaven enthroned 620 89 

Glory, praise, to Thee be given . . . 1083 214 

Hark, hark, my soul ! angelic songs 1024 189 

Inspirer and hearer of prayer . . . 1512 606 



The holy angels, When they to . 
There is a safe and secret place . 

The seraphim of God 1119 

Through all the changing scenes of 192 
To God let all the human race 
While the pilgrim travels . . . 



3. — IN THE WORK OF REDEMPTION. 



No. Time 



All glory be to God on high . ... 
Behold, what love the Father hath. 
Before Jehovah's awful throne . . . 
Bless, O my soul, the living God . . 
From all that dwell below the skies 
Give to our God immortal praise . . 
Grace! 'tis a charming sound. . . . 

I was a wandering sheep 

Join to render thanks and praises . 
Lord, Thou hast been Thy people's 
Now may He Who from the dead. . 
O Lord our God, in reverence lowly 



735 


132 


111 


14 


312 


• 22 


362 


22 


314 


22 


304 


22 


1351 


582 


1489 


595 


1392 


585 


743 


132 


60 


11 


1104 


230 



Praise God for ever 

Praise to Thee, O Lord, we render. . 
Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator . 

The God of Abraham praise 

The Lord my Shepherd is and Guide 
The mercies of my God and King . 
There's a wideness in God's mercy . 
The wanderer no more will roam. . 

We give immortal praise 

What human mind can trace the. . 
When this passing world is done. . 
Ye bottomless depths of God's . . . 



No. Tune 


545 


70 


211 


14 


1119 


249 


192 


14 


346 


22 


753 


141 


No. Tune 


1206 


520 


1389 


585 


246 


16 


1192 


345 


744 


132 


1438 


590 


959 


167 


1148 


277 


1181 


342 


707 


114 


1264 


581 


1092 


221 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



XI 



IV.— GOD THE SON. 



1. — HIS DIVINITY. 



Before the heavens were stretched . 
Christ, in highest heaven enthroned 
Come, worship at Immanuers feet . 
Come, ye faithful, raise the anthem 
Father ! reveal Thy Son in me . . . 

Glory to God on high ! 

In stature grows the Heavenly Child 
Jesus is God ! The glorious bands. . 

Jesus, my Lord, my God 

Jesus' Name, Source of life 

Jesus, who with Thee 

Lo! God, our God, has come. . . . . 
Most Holy Lord and God 



All the world give praises due. . . . 
Comfort, comfort ye my people . . . 
Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour. 

Hail to the Lord's Anointed 

He is here, Whom seers in old time 
He has come ! the Christ of God. . . 
Hosanna! Blessed is He That . . . . 
Hosanna to the Prince of peace . . . 
Jesus came, the heavens adoring . . 
Joy to the world, the Lord is come . 



All my heart this night rejoices . . 
Angels, from the realms of glory . . 
Arise, my spirit, bless the day . . . 
Blessed night, when first that plain 
Bright and joyful is the morn . . . 
Brightest and best of the sons of . . 
Calm on the listening ear of night . 
Christ has come for our salvation . 
Christians, awake, salute the happy 
Christians, sing out with exultation 
Christ the Lord, the Lord most . . . 

Come hither, ye faithful, 

Dost Thou in a manger lie 

Good Christian men, rejoice . . . . 
Good news from heav'n the angels . 
Hail, Thou long-expected Jesus . . 
Hail, Thou wondrous Infant .... 
Hark, the heaven's sweet melody . 
Hark! the herald angels sing . . . . 



No. Tune 


349 


22 


620 


89 


336 


22 


627 


91 


739 


132 


1237 


579 


210 


14 


1434 


590 


1353 


582 


718 


119 


532 


68 


1175 


342 


1205 


519 


-HIS 


FII 


No. Tune 


42 


11 


911 


165 


195 


14 


801 


151 


898 


161 


1057 


205 


1518 p.m. 


177 


14 


1410 


585 


191 


14 


XCARNA 

No. Tune 


875 


157 


1386 


585 


985 


169 


1126 


253 


61 


11 


11-50 


298 


1463 


590 


646 


95 


1501 


600 


991 


184 


276 


16 


507 


39 


1087 


215 


722 


121 


291 


22 


255 


16 


1401 


58-5 


729 


124 


1074 


205 



My song shall bless the Lord of all. 
Now with angels round the throne . 
O for a thousand tongues, to sin 
Of the Father's love begotten. 
O One with God the Father . . 
Praise the Lord, through every 
Sing praises unto God on high 
The Saviour ! oh, what endless 
Thy majesty, how vast it is . . 

To God the only wise 

We bow before Thy throne . . 
Worthy, O Lord, art Thou. . . 



No. Tune 

329 22 

1256 581 

200 14 

899 161 

805 151 

1107 230 

737 132 

1436 590 

987 172 

1297 582 

1122 249 

1161 341 



Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates 
Morning Star, O cheering sight . . . 
Of the Father's love begotten .... 

Once He came in blessing 

On Jordan's banks the Baptist's cry 

O Saviour of our race 

The Saviour ! oh, what endless . . . 
The world in condemnation lay. . . 

We sing to Thee, Immanuel 

What offering shall I bring to Thee 



3. — HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 



Hark, the hosts of heaven are . . . 
Hark, what mean those holy voices 
Hark, what music fills the sky . . . 
It came upon the midnight clear . . 
Jesus, call Thou me, from the world 
Lo! God, our God, has come . . . . 
Maker of all things, Lord our God . 

Once again, O blessM time 

Once in royal David's city 

Rejoice, our nature Christ assumes 

Silent night! Holy night! 

Softly the night is sleeping 

Thou fairest Child Divine 

Truly, that eventful day 

What good news the angels bring . 
Welcome, blessed Heavenly . . . . 
Whence those sounds symphonious 
While shepherds watched their . . 



No. Tune 


1202 


459 


1166 


310 


899 


161 


550 


72 


313 


22 


1362 


582 


1436 


590 


986 


169 


320 


22 


919 


166 


No. Tune 


261 


16 


274 


Iff 


1132 


265 


1461 


590 


511 


46 


1175 


342 


289 


23 


833 


152 


612 


89 


292 


22 


1516 P.M. 


859 


151 


1491 


595 


583 


83 


62 


11 


244 


16 


759 


141 


1162- 


590 



4. — HIS NAME — JESUS. 



No. Tune 

All hail the power of Jesus' Name . 162 14 

Come, all ye saints of God 1240 579 

Conquering kings their titles take . 69 11 

How sweet the Name of Jesus . . . 139 14 

Jesus' Name, Source of life 718 119 

Jesus, Name of wondrous love ! . . 82 11 

Jesus ! the very thought is sweet . . 929 166 

Jesus, Thy Name I love 1245 579 

Jesus, transporting sound ! 1177 342 



Join all the glorious names 

Sacred Name of Jesus 

Sweeter sounds than music knows 

The ancient law departs 

The Saviour! oh, what endless . 
j To the Name of our Salvation . . . 
: There is no other Name than Thine 
j Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb . 
I To our Redeemer's glorious Name . 



No. Tune 


1174 


342 


526 


58 


81 


11 


1320 


582 


1438 


590 


628 


91 


371 


22 


1450 


590 


145 


14 



Xll 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 

5. — HIS MANIFESTATION TO THE GENTILES. 



N6.Tune 

As with gladness men of old .... 1259 581 

Brightest and best of the sons of the 11-50 298 

Bright was the guiding star that led 173 14 

Hail ! kingly Jesus, to Thy feet ... 114 14 

Hail to the brightness of Zion's . . 1151 298 

Joy to the world, the Lord is come . 191 14 



No : Tune 

Morning star, O cheering sight . . . 1156 310 

O Christ, our true and only Light. . 298 22 

O One with God the Father 805 151 

O Thou, Who by a star didst guide . 179 14 

The wise men from the East adored 562 79 

Watchman, tell us of the night ... 84 11 



6. — HIS LIFE, EXAMPLE AND MINISTRY. 



As oft with worn and weary feet . . 
Behold, where in a mortal form. . . 
Bethany, O peaceful habitation. . . 

By cool Siloam's shady rill 

Cheer up, desponding soul 

Did Christ o'er sinners weep 

Fierce was the wild billow 

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild . . . . 
How beauteous were the marks. . . 
How shall I follow Him I serve? . . 
In duties and in sufferings, too . . . 
In stature grows the HeavenlyChild 
I think when I read that sweet story 
Jesus wept ! those tears are over . . 



No. Tune 


669 


96 


178 


14 


1008 


185 


1448 


590 


475 


38 


1294 


582 


751 


140 


38 


11 


340 


22 


387 


22 


121 


14 


210 


14 


1499 
596 


596 
89 



No. Tune 

Jesus, Whom angel hosts adore. . . 420 22 

Lord, my times are in Thy hand . . 58 11 

May Jesus Christ, the spotless Lamb 563 79 

My dear Redeemer and my Lord . . 417 22 

Oh, perfect life of love 1366 582 

O Master, let me walk with Thee . . 385 22 

O Son of God and man, receive . . . 222 14 

Round Tabor heavenly glories shine 288 22 

Saviour, when, in dust, to Thee. . . 1070 205 

See, my soul, God ever blest 51 11 

The holy Child Jesus 1115 243 

The impression of what Christ, my 90 14 

Thine arm, O Lord,in days of old . . 1441 590 

Thou art the Way : to Thee alone. . 181 14 



-HIS TRANSFIGURATION, 



No. Tune 

"Jesus only!" In the shadow of the. 610 89 
Let me be with Thee where Thou art 341 22 
O Master, it is good to be 931 166 



No. Tune 
O wondrous type, O vision fair ... 319 22 
Round Tabor heavenly glories shine 288 22 
When on Sinai's top I see 55 11 



8.— HIS TRIUMPHAL ENTRY. 



No.Tvne 

All glory, laud and honor 849 151 

Behold, He comes, thy King most . 701 109 

Children of Jerusalem 1285 581 

Hosanna ! Blessed is He That comes 1518 p.m. 
Hosanna! raise the pealing hymn . 219 14 
How heart-affecting Christ to see . . 885 159 



No. Tune 

O how shall I receive Thee 800 151 

Ride on ! ride on in majesty 344 22 

To Thee be glory, honor, praise . . . 297 22 

Whatarethosesoul-revivingstrains 332 22 

When, His salvation bringing . . . 826 151 

When Jesus into Salem rode .... 103 14 



9.— HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 



And now, beloved Lord, Thy soul . 
At the Cross her station keeping . . 
Bound upon th' accursed Tree. . . . 
By the Cross of Jesus standing . . . 
Come to Canary's holy mountain . 

Done is the work that saves 

Forever here my rest shall be. . . . 
For our transgressions Thou wast. . 
From the Cross the blood is falling. 

Glory b? to Jesus 

Go, follow the Saviour 

Go to dark Gethsemane 

Great High-Priest, we view Thee . . 
Hail,Thou King of saints ascending 
Hail, Thou once-despised Jesus. . . 
Hark, the voice of love and mercy . 

He, Who once in righteous 

I kneel in spirit at my Saviour's . . 
In the cross of Christ I glory . . . . 



No.Tv.ne 


1219 


.552 


643 


95 


1078 


210 


648 


95 


597 


89 


1179 


342 


187 


14 


996 


184 


645 


95 


756 


141 


1114 


243 


1250 


681 


944 


167 


434 


23 


9-55 


167 


1399 


585 


599 


89 


436 


32 


239 


16 



In spirit I am waiting 

I see my Saviour languish 

I see the crowd in Pilate's hall . . . 
I smite upon my guilty breast . . . 
"It is finished !" Shall we raise . . . 
Jesus, all hail, Who for our sin . . . 

Jesus, Solace of the soul 

Jesus, Source of my salvation. . . 

Jesus, tender Saviour 

Jesus, till my latest breath 

Lamb of God beloved 

Lamb of God, my Saviour 

Lamb of God, Thy precious blood. . 
Lamb of God, Whose bleeding love. 

Let me dwell on Golgotha 

More than all, one thing my heart . 
Most gracious God and Lord . . . . 
My Lord, my Master, at Thy feet . . 
My Saviour's pierced side 



No. Tune 
1117 244 
792 151 
106 14 



54 

573 



11 
79 

866 152 

976 168 

769 141 

726 124 

755 141 

1076 208 

1049 205 

1468 591 

52 11 

1005 185 

782 146 

1217 552 

1301 582 



FIEST LINES OP HYMNS. 



Xlll 



Now my soul, thy voice upraising . 
O blessM Saviour, is Thy love. . . . 
O come and mourn with me awhile 

O delightful theme, past all 

O'er eras past I've pondered 

Oh, perfect life of love 

Oh, there's a sight that rends my. . 
O Jesus, for Thy matchless love. . . 

O Jesus, we adore Thee 

O Lamb of God, unspotted .... 
O Love Divine, what hast Thou done 

One view, Lord Jesus, of Thy 

O sacred head, now wounded .... 
O scorned and outcast Lord,beneath 
O sinner, lift the eye of faith . . . . 
O world ! behold upon the Tree . . . 
Ponder thou the Cross all holy . . . 
Praise for every scene distressing. . 
Saviour, when, in dust, to Thee. . . 
See from the rock the waters .... 
Sing with awe in strains harmonious 



10. 



HIS BURIAL AND REST IX THE GRAVE. 



All is o'er ; the pain, the sorrow . . 
By Jesus' grave on either hand . . . 
Come and deck the grave with . . . 

Go, my soul, go every day 

Hail, Thou King of saints ascending 

In this sepulchral Eden 1500 

Jesus, all hail, Who for our sin . . 
Lord of life ! now sweetly slumber . 
Met around the sacred tomb .... 

11.- 

At the Lamb's high feast we sing . . 
Believing souls, rejoice and sing . . 

Chants for Easter Sunday 

Christians, dismiss your fears . . . 
Christ the Lord is risen again . . . 
Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day . . 
Christ, my Rock, my sure Defence . 
Come, see the place where Jesus lay 
Come, ye faithful, raise the strain . 
Far be the sorrow, tears and sighing 
Hail, all hail, victorious Lord and . 
Hallelujah! hallelujah! Hearts to . 
I know that my Redeemer lives 
In Thy glorious resurrection . . 
I say to all men, far and near . 
Jesus Christ is risen to-day . . . 
Jesus lives! no longer now . . . 
Jesus, Who died a world to save 



No. Tune 


623 


91 


1.50 


14 


422 


22 


1018 


185 


560 


79 


1366 


582 


690 


99 


206 


14 


835 


151 


731 


127 


662 


96 


995 


184 


791 


151 


233 


15 


741 


132 


576 


79 


644 


95 


939 


167 


1070 


205 


998 


184 


978 


168 


AL i 


VNE 


No. Tune 


591 


89 


5 


2 


241 


16 


56 


11 


434 


23 


1500 


597 


573 


79 


940 


167 


1249 


581 


-HIS 


RE 


No. Tune 


1061 


205 


1431 


590 


1210 


539 


1494 


595 


1159 


315 


46 


11 


588 


83 


632 


92 


865 


152 


7.50 


133 


1007 


185 


960 


167 


350 


22 


647 


95 


95 


14 


87 


11 


589 


83 


639 


92 



Sinners, come, the Saviour see . . . 
Suffering Saviour, Lamb of God . . 
Surely Christ thy griefs hath borne 
Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 
Thanks to the Man of sorrows be. . 
The Cross, the Cross, oh, that's my . 
The Lord of might from Sinai's brow 
The royal banner is unfurled .... 
The royal banners forward go. . . . 

"'T is finished!" Jesus cries 

'Tis finished now 

Thou hast canceled my transgress'n 
Thy blood, so dear and precious. . . 
Thy blood, Thy blood the deed hath 
Unto Jesus' Cross I'm now retiring . 

Was ever grief like Thine 

What laws, my blessed Saviour,hast 
When I by faith my Saviour see . . 
When I survey the wondrous Cross 

When on Sinai's top I see 

Wherefore weep we over Jesus . . . 



No. Tune 

1043 205 

31 9 

1262 581 



252 
684 
279 



749 132 
180 14 



324 

547 



1228 578 
980 168 



795 
230 



151 
15 



1016 185 
1488 595 



466 
361 
331 



36 
22 
22 
55 11 
958 167 



Our sins, our sorrows, Lord, were . 
Resting from His work to-day . . . 

Resting in the silent grave 

The passion theme pursuing .... 

The sepulcher is holding 

Thou, sore opprest, the sabbath-rest 
Unto Jesus' Cross I'm now retiring 
Weep, Zion, weep, in death's deep 
When I visit Jesus' grave in spirit . 



No. Tune 

448 32 

1254 581 

1063 205 

796 151 

27 8 

509 45 
1016 185 

510 45 
1012 185 



Morn's roseate hues have decked- 
O glorious Head, Thou livest now 
O risen Lord, O conquering King . 
O sons and daughters, let us sing 
Our Lord Christ hath risen ! the . 
Our Lord is risen from the dead . 
Our Redeemer rose victorious . . 
Sing hallelujah, Christ doth live . 

The day of resurrection 

The happy morn is come 

The Lord of life is risen 

The morning kindles all the sky . 
The Saviour lives, no more to die . 

Upon this happy morn 

Welcome, happy morning . . . . 
With hearts and with voices, O . . 
Ye choirs of New Jerusalem . . . . 
Yes, He is risen, Who is the First 



No. Tune 

4 2 

681 97 

895 160 

3 2 

779 142 

934 166 

1387 585 

1433 590 

816 151 

1176 342 

730 126 

590 

22 



1445 

294 
1170 342 

770 141 



495 
185 
456 



-HIS ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 



Always with us, always with us 
Conquering Prince and Lord of 
Golden harps are sounding . . . 
Hail the day that sees Him rise 
Jesus comes, His conflict over . 
Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory 



No. Tunr 
256 16 



901 
771 
47 
615 
970 



163 

141 

11 

89 

167 



Xo.Tune 
Lift up your heads, O ye gates . . . 1519 p.m. 
Look, ye saints ! the sight is glorious 1403 585 
O Christ, Thou hast ascended .... 819 151 
Our Lord is risen from the dead . . 934 166 
Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise. . . . 1236 579 
See, the Conqueror mounts in . . . 968 167 



XIV 



FIEST LINES OF HYMNS. 



No.Tume 

The eternal gates lift up their heads 97 14 
The Lord, ascendeth up on high . . 156 14 
Thou art gone up on high 1497 595 



No. Tune 
To Thee, Lord Christ, all praise be . 296 22 
When Christ, our Saviour, did . . . 575 79 
Who is this that conies from Edom ? 601 89 



13.— HIS KINGDOM AND PRIESTHOOD. 



All hail the power of Jesus' Name . 
Before the Father's awful throne . . 
Christ, in highest heaven enthroned 
Crown Him with many crowns. . . 
Done is the work that saves . . . . 
Hark ! ten thousand harps and . . . 
Hear the royal proclamation . . . . 
High on His everlasting throne . . 
High-Priest before the Father's face 
Holy Saviour! we adore Thee. . . . 
I see a man at God's right hand. . . 
Jesus comes, His conflict over . . . 
Jesus, great High-Priest of our . . . 
Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory . . . 
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun . 
Jesus, Thou art the sinner's Friend 

Jesus, Who died, is now 

Let us awake our joys 



No. Tune 

162 14 

670 96 

620 89 

1492 595 

1179 342 

600 89 

435 23 

914 166 

231 15 

1411 585 

1435 590 

615 89 

1001 185 

970 167 

303 22 

1455 590 

1350 582 

1239 579 



Mighty King of righteousness . . . 

My Jesus, if the seraphim 

O if the Lamb had not been slain . . 
O Thou, the contrite sinner's Friend 

Rejoice, the Lord is King 

The atoning work is done 

The Lord is King :— upon His throne 

Thou, Jesus, art our King 

To Thee be praise for ever 

Upward where the stars are burning 

We bow before Thy throne 

We give immortal praise 

When along life's thorny road . . . 
Where high the heavenly temple . . 
" Who is this that comes from . . . 
Who is this, with garments dyed . . 

Worthy, O Lord, art Thou 

Ye choirs of New Jerusalem . . . . 



14. — HIS SECOND ADVENT. 



No.Tune 

Anc' will the Judge descend? .... 1289 582 

Behold He comes, thy King most. . 701 109 

Christ is coming! let creation. . . . 1388 585 

Come, Lord, and tarry not 1334 582 

Draw nigh, draw nigh, Immanuel . 677 96 

He is coming, He is coming 963 167 

How long, O Lord, our Saviour . . . 817 151 

Let us keep steadfast guai'd 1345 582 

Lo, He cometh ! councless trumpets 1378 585 

Lord, for Thy coming us prepare . . 568 79 

My faith shall triumph o'er the. . . 1460 590 

O quickly come, dread Judge of all. 655 96 

O Thou, Whom we adore 1493 595 



Prepare your lamps, stand ready . . 

Rejoice, rejoice, believers 

Sit down beneath His shadow . . . 

The Church has waited long 

The Church on earth, in humble . . 
The Lord of might from Sinai's brow 

The world is very evil 

Thou art coming, O my Saviour ! . . 
"Till He come," oh let the words . . 

To God we render praise 

To Thee be glory, honor, praise . . . 
Wake, awake, for night is flying . . 
Watchman, tell us of the night. . . 



Vo. Tune 


1127 


253 


992 


183 


745 


132 


1147 


277 


1183 


342 


1188 


342 


734 


132 


1160 


341 


829 


151 


650 


95 


1122 


249 


1181 


342 


1069 


205 


354 


22 


604 


89 


557 


77 


1161 


341 


185 


14 


Xo.Tune 


1116 


244 


810 


151 


30 


8 


1485 


595 


988 


172 


74(1 


132 


812 


151 


1203 


480 


1252 


581 


1123 


249 


297 


22 


1103 


230 


84 


11 



15. — PRAYER AND PRAISE TO CHRIST. 



No. Tune 

All hail the power of Jesus' Name . 162 14 

Ask ye what great thing I know . . 1157 315 

Awake, and sing the song 1298 582 

Awake, my soul, in joyful lays . . . 293 22 

Be our Comfort which ne'er faileth 1109 230 

Blessed be Thy Name 538 68 

Blessed Jesus, we implore Thee. . . K09 5s5 

Blessing, and honor, and glory, and 1155 298 

Come, let us join our cheerful songs 146 14 

Come, let us sing the song of songs. 334 22 

Come, worship at Immanuel's feet . 336 22 

Deeply moved and duly heeding . . 429 23 

Do you^sk what most I prize. . . . 1158 315 

Earth has nothing sweet or fair. . . 48 11 

Fairest Lord Jesus 465 33 

Friend of sinners ! Lord of glory ! . 266 16 

From all that dwell below the skies 314 22 

From all Thy saints in warfare . . 802 151 

Gently, Lord, oh gently lead us. . . 947 167 

Hail ! kingly Jesus, to Thy feet ... 114 14 



V". Tune 

Heart of Christ, my King ! I greet . 430 23 

Holy Lord, Thanks and praise . . . 713 119 

Hosanna, raise the pealing hymn . 219 14 

How blest am I, most gracious . . . 1088 218 

How lovely shines the Morning Star 1097 228 

I will rejoice in God, my Saviour . . 1414 586 

Jesus, Lord, most great and glorious 1101 230 

Jesus, Lord of life and glory 1379 585 

Jesus, my King, Thy kind and . . . 706 114 

Jesus, the Christ of God 13U9 582 

Jesus, the very thought of Thee. . . 205 14 

Jesus, Thou Source of life, impart . 687 97 

Jesus, Thy love exceeds by far ... 190 14 

Jesus, who with Thee 532 68 

Lamb, the once Crucified ! Lion, by 531 61 

Lamb of God, all praise to Thee. . . 790 149 

Lead, kindly Light! amid the . . . L502 601 

Light of those whose dreary dwell'g 943 167 
Lord of all being; throned afar . . . 31 I 

Lord of mercy and of might .... 1138 265 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



XV 



Most Holy Lord and God 

My All-in-all, my faithful Friend. 

My .portion is the Lord 

My song shall bless the Lord of all 
None but Christ, my Saviour . . . 
Now let us join our hearts and . . 
Now to the Lamb upon the throne 
Now to the Lord a noble song. . . 
Now with joyful songs appear. . . 
O Christ, our King, Creator, Lord. 
O Christ, our true and only Light. 

O Eternal Word 

O for a thousand tongues, to sing 
O Fountain eternal of life and of 
Oh, exalt and praise the Lord. . 
O Jesus, for Thy matchless love. 
O Jesus, King most wonderful . 
O Lamb of God ! still keep me . 
O Lamb of God, W ho wast for sinners 
O Light, Whose beams illumine all. 

One there is above all others 

O Saviour, precious Saviour 

O that we with gladness of spirit.. . 
O Thou great Friend to all the sons 

O what Shall I do 

O Word of God Incarnate 

Praise, honor, majesty 

Praise the Lord; through every. . . 



Come, gracious Spirit, Heavenly . . 
Come, Holy Ghost, come, Lord our . 
Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire 
Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire 

Come, Holy Spirit, come 

Come, Holy Spirit, from above . . . 
Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove ! 
Come, O come, Thou quickening . . 
Come, O Creator Spirit, blest .... 
Creator Spirit, by Whose aid .... 

Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost 

Hail, Holy Spirit, bright immortal. 
Holy Ghost, dispel the sadness . . . 

Holy Ghost, Illuminator 

Holy Ghost, the Infinite 

Holy Spirit, come and shine 

Holy Spirit, Lord of Light 

Let songs of praises fill the sky. . . 



No. Tune 


1205 


519 


686 


97 


470 


37 


329 


22 


1077 


208 


352 


22 


693 


101 


330 


22 


581 


83 


280 


22 


298 


22 


539 


68 


200 


14 


777 


142 


1035 


205 


206 


14 


196 


14 


838 


151 


; 520 


58 


661 


96 


601 


89 


834 


151 


492 


39 


454 


32 


1423 


587 


804 


151 


1113 


235 


1107 


230 


D THE 


No. Tune 


928 


166 


1033 


203 


148 


14 


373 


22 


1329 


582 


633 


92 


142 


14 


608 


89 


375 


22 


376 


22 


1135 


265 


442 


32 


909 


165 


969 


167 


1133 


265 


1124 


253 


1125 


253 


94 


14 



Praise the Saviour, we who know. . 
Rise, exalt our Head and King . . . 

Son of God! to Thee I cry 

Sweeter sounds than music knows. 
Thanks and praise, Jesus, unto Thee 
Thanksgiving, honor, praise and . . 

The holy Child Jesus 

The seraphim of God 

Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old. . 
Thou art our Comfort, blessed Jesus 
Thou art the Way : to Thee alone. . 
Thou hidden Source of calm repose. 
Thou Who didst on Calvary bleed . 
True Bread of life, in pitying mercy 
To Thee I send my cry, Lord Jesus . 
To God, our Immanuel, made flesh 
To our Redeemer's glorious Name . 
Unto Him, Whose Name is holy . . 
Unto the Lamb That was slain . . . 
Unto Thee, most faithful Saviour 

We bow before Thy throne 

We sing the praise of Him Who died 
When the weary, seeking rest. . . . 

Who is there like Thee 

Wisdom and power to Christ belong 
With awe, and deeply bowed .... 

Yea, I will extol Thee ........ 

Ye servants of God, your great . . . 



No. Tune 

428 23 

H)34 2)5 

1269 581 

81 li 

712 119 

691 101 

1115 243 

1119 249 

1441 590 

999 184 

181 14 

664 96 

1136 265 

411 32 

994 184 

491 39 

. 145 14 

. 874 157 

. 1209 539 

. 981 168 

. 1122 249 

347 22 

1505 604 

543 68 

890 159 

1121 249 

760 141 

503 39 



V.— GOD THE HOLY GHOST. 



No. Tune 

Lord God, the Holy Ghost 1484 595 

O Comforter, God Holy Ghost . . . 374 22 

O Holy Ghost, on this great day ... 445 32 

OHoly Ghost, Thou Fount of light. 635 92 

O Holy Spirit, enter in 1095 228 

Oh, that the Comforter would come 665 96 

Our blest Redeemer,ere He breathed 1142 272 

O Spirit of the living God 401 22 

Spirit Divine, attend our prayers . . 212 14 

Spirit of God! descend upon my . . 443 32 

Spirit of mercy, truth and love ... 416 22 

Spirit of truth, come down 1348 582 

The Holy Ghost is here 1367 582 

To Thee, God Holy Ghost, we pray . 397 22 

We are not left to walk alone .... 936 166 

When God of old came down from . 110 14 

Why should the children of a King 198 14 



VI.— THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 



-WARNING AND INVITATION. 



Ah, whither should I go 

All ye that pass by 

Art thou weary, art thou languid . . 
Behold, a Stranger at the door ! . . . 
Christ, the good Shepherd, God's . . 
Come, all that heavy-laden are . . . 
Come, sinners, to the gospel-feast. . 

"Come unto Me, ye weary" 

Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched 
God calling yet !— shall I not hear . 



No. Tune 

1288 582 

1419 587 

1140 269 

364 22 

1424 590 

1089 217 



414 

844 



22 
151 



1408 585 
382 22 



Go forth in spirit, go 

Go Thou, in life's fair morning . . 
Grace, grace, oh, that's a joyful . . 
Ho. every one that thirsts, draw nig 
How sad our state by nature is . . 
I heard the voice of Jesus say . . . 
Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult. . . 
Just as thou art, without one trace 
Lo, on a narrow neck of land . . . 
Not one of Adam's race 



No. Tune 
1292 582 



151 



. 846 

. 1432 590 

h 389 22 

. 108 14 

. 1464 590 

. 269 16 

.1145 277 

. 558 79 

. 1286 582 



XVI 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



No.Tune 

Oh, how great, how rich, how free . 1038 205 

O Jesus, Thou art standing 837 151 

Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye ; for why. . 508 39 

One thing's needful; then Lord . . 989 173 

Sinner, hear the joyful news . . . .1475 591 

Sinner, hear the Saviour's call . . . 1467 591 

Sinners, turn, why will ye die . . . 1046 205 



No.Tune 
Souls of men ! why will ye scatter . 250 16 

The Spirit in our hearts 1330 582 

The voice of free grace cries escape. 504. 39 

To-day the Saviour calls 1372 582 

To the soul that seeks Him Christ is 1017 185 
Weary of earth, and Jaden with my 450 32 
Why will ye waste on trifling cares 386 22 



2. — PENITENCE AND HUMILITY. 



No. Tune 

At thy feet, At Thy pierced feet. . . 717 119 

Chosen, not for good in me 1265 581 

Dread Jehovah! God of nations! . . 267 16 

Heal me, O my Saviour, heal .... 1131 253 

Holy offerings, rich and rare .... 871 156 

I need Thee, precious Jesus 836 151 

Jesus, heed me, lost and dying . . . 427 23 

Jesus, let Thy sufferings ease us . . 872 157 

Jesus, Saviour, I implore Thee ... 240 16 

Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to Thee . 403 22 

Jesus, Thou Source of every good. . 740 132 

Just as I am— without one plea . . 1144 277 

Lord, for ever at Thy side 1066 205 

Lord, I am come ! Thy promise is . . 462 32 

Lord, I feel a carnal mind 1477 591 

Lord, I hear of showers of blessing. 268 16 

Lord ! in love and mercy save us . . 275 Hi 

Lord Jesus Christ, in Thee alone . . 1032 202 

Lord, to Thee I make confession . . 433 23 

Lord, when we bend before Thy . . 197 14 



No. Tune 

My Saviour, that I without Thee . . 409 22 

Not in anger, Mighty God 787 149 

Not worthy, Lord, to gather up the 440 32 

O great Absolver, grant my soul . . 453 32 

O Jesus Christ, if aught there be . . 1456 590 

Only one prayer to-day 1287 582 

O my Immanuel,My wounded spirit 723 121 

On Thee, our Guardian, God, we call 300 22 

Our Father, hear our longing prayer 220 14 

Out of the deep I cry to Thee .... 742 132 

Out of the depths of woe 1291 582 

Peter, faithless, thrice denies .... 862 152 

Saviour of Thy chosen race 1251 581 

Saviour, when, in dust, to Thee . . 1070 205 

Show pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive. . 378 22 

Take me, O my Father, take me . . 967 167 

There is a holy sacrifice 18 3 

'T is not that I did choose Thee . . . 840 151 

Whate'er I am, whate'er I do .... 680 97 

With deeply humbled hearts we . . 467 36 



3.— FAITH AND JUSTIFICATION. 



No. Tune 

Ah, how shall fallen man ... . 1295 582 

Alas, and did my Saviour bleed? . 107 14 

All the bliss which we possess . . . 1047 205 

All praise to the Lamb ! 1422 587 

A sinful man am I 1312 582 

Christ Jesus, once to death abased . 912 154 

Christ to know is life and peace . . 1476 591 

Come, lowly souls that mourn . . . 1336 582 

Come, ye faithful, raise the anthem 627 91 

Eternal thanks be Thine 781 146 

Faith comes by hearing God's ... 342 22 

Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord . . 221 14 

From my own works at last I cease 408 22 

God of my salvation, hear 1469 591 

Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail .... 203 14 

Here I can firmly rest 1317 582 

How lost was my condition .... 813 151 

How needful, strictly to inquire . . 883 159 

I hear the words of love 1487 595 

I lay my sins on Jesus 833 151 

In weariness and pain 1311 582 

Is God my strong Salvation 798 151 

Jesus, my Lord, my God 1.353 582 

Jesus, my Lord, Thy nearness doth 523 58 

Jesus, Thou Who once wast dead . 860 152 

Join earth and heaven to bless . . . 1165 341 

Let the world their virtue boast . . 1466 591 

Lord Jesus Christ, I humbly pray . 339 22 

Lord, when Thy Kingdom comes . 449 32 



No.Tune 

Many woes hath Christ endured . . 1261 581 

My case to Thee is fully known . . 884 159 

My soul before Thee prostrate lies . 405 22 

None from God so distant are .... 582 83 

Not all the blood of beasts 1293 582 

Not what these hands have done . . 1324 582 

Now I have found the ground . . . 659 96 

O if the Lamb had not been slain . 745 132 

Oh for a faith that will not shrink . 188 14 

Peace on earth, Heaven is 1396 585 

Rock of ages, cleft for me 1280 581 

Sing hallelujah, Christ doth live . . 1433 590 

The doctrine of our dying Lord . . 652 96 

There is a green hill far away . . . 1449 590 

There is a Fountain filled with blood 92 14 

The one thing needful, that good . . &53 22 

The Saviour's blood and 278 22 

The unbounded love of my Creator 1009 185 

Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord . 1442 590 

Thou, Lord, must for Thy sake . . . 101 14 

Though by nature I'm defiled . . . 1086 214 

Thousand times by me be greeted . 906 165 

Thy works, not mine, O Christ . . . 1186 342 

'T is the most blest and needful part 879 159 

To avert from men God's wrath . . 1260 581 

We pray, Thee, wounded Lamb of . 404 22 

Wherefore weep we over Jesus . . . 958 167 

Yes, since God Himself hath said it 602 89 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



XV11 



4.— SELF-CONSECRATION AND CONFESSION OF FAITH. 



Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed? . 
Blessed Saviour! Thee I love .... 
Faithful Lord, my only joy and . . 
Farewell, henceforth, for ever . . . 
For mercies, countless as the sands 
Forward ! be our watchword .... 
"Give Me, My child," the Father . 
God of my life ! Thy boundless . . 

I am needy, yet forgiven 

If our all on Christ we venture . . . 
I'll glory in nothing but only in . . 
I love the Lord ! He lent an ear . . . 

In Thy service will I ever 

Is God my strong Salvation .... 

I was a wandering sheep 

Jesus, and shall it ever be 

Jesus ! I live to Thee 

Jesus, I my cross have taken .... 

Jesus, Master, Whose I am 

Jesus, Thy love exceeds by far . . . 
Jesus, what offering shall I give . . 



No. Tune 


107 


14 


1282 


581 


1021 


185 


797 


151 


99 


14 


775 


141 


705 


112 


14 


3 


425 


23 


258 


16 


488 


39 


105 


14 


945 


167 


798 


151 


1489 


595 


377 


22 


1327 


582 


956 


167 


1270 


581 


190 


14 


674 


96 



Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine . . 
Lord, take my heart just as it is . . 
Love, Who in the first beginning . 
My God, accept my heart this day ■ 
My happy lot is here ........ 

" My yoke," saith Christ, "upon . . 
Oh, at last I've found my Saviour . 
Oh, happy day ! that fix'dmy choice 

O Jesus, my Lord 

O Saviour, the truest, the best of all 

O tell me no more 

Present your bodies to the Lord . . 

Take my life, and let it be 

Teach me yet more of Thy blest . . 
The Lord will grace and glory give 
Through good report and evil, Lord 

Thy life was given for me 

To that Lord Who, unconstrained . 
With new life endowed by Christ . 
Witness, ye men and angels, now . 



-LOVE AND COMMUNION. 



Abide in grace, Lord Jesus . . . 
As pants the hart for cooling . . 
Be this henceforth my constant 
Blest are they, supremely blest 
Chief of sinners though I be . . 
Christ is the Vine, we branches are 
Christ's love produces love ; and . . 
Come, faithful Shepherd, bind me . 
Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide Thou 
Come, My Way, my Truth, my Life 
Deck thyself, my soul, with .... 
Eternal Sun of Righteousness . . . 
Hark, my soul, it is the Lord .... 
Him on yonder Cross I love .... 
How tedious and tasteless the hours 
I could not do without Thee .... 
If human kindness meets return . . 

If. only I have Thee 

In heavenly love abiding 

I lift my heart to Thee, Saviour . . 
I love the Lord Who died for me . . 
I worship Thee, sweet Will of God . 
I would love Thee, God and Father 

Jesus, bless us sensibly 

Jesus is my Light most fair ...... 

Jesus, my Lord, my God, my all . . 
Jesus, Thy boundless love to me . . 

Jesus, Thy Name I love 

Jesus, Thyself to us reveal 

Jesus will I never leave 

Like Mary at her Saviour's feet . . 
Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee . 
Lord Jesus, I pray 



No. Tune 


25 


8 


208 


14 


1096 


228 


67 


11 


1266 


581 


281 


22 


463 


32 


811 


151 


497 


39 


88 


11 


423 


23 


98 


14 


59 


11 


1067 


205 


1508 


606 


808 


151 


1451 


590 


1227 


577 


809 


151 


444 


32 


335 


22 


209 


14 


951 


167 


590 


83 


870 


156 


668 


96 


666 


96 


1245 


579 


564 


79 


579 


83 


880 


159 


1446 


590 


19 


4 



Lord Jesus, may I constantly . . . 
More than shepherd's faithfulness . 
My God, I love Thee ! not because . 
My Lord, how full of sweet content 

My Redeemer knoweth me 

My Saviour, Whom absent I love . 

My spirit longs for Thee 

Not what I am, O Lord, but what . 

Object of my first desire 

O Christ, my Light, my gracious . . 
O could we but love that Saviour . . 
Oh, see how Jesus trusts Himself . . 
O King of mercy, from Thy throne . 
O Lamb of God ! still keep me . . . 
O Love Divine, how sweet Thou art 
O Saviour, the truest, the best of all 
Our life is hid with Christ . . . 
Sit down beneath His shadow . 
Something every heart is loving 
Still on Thy loving heart let me 
Teach me to do the thing that . 
Tell me, Whom my soul doth love . 
Thee will I love, my Strength and . 
There is no sorrow, Lord, too light . 
The unbounded love of my Creator 
Thou Shepherd of Israel, and mine 

Till permitted hence to go 

We love Thee, Lord, yet not alone . 
We would see Jesus : for the .... 
When Christ, our Lord and Saviour, 
While Thee I seek, protecting . . . 
Yes, I do feel, my God, that I am . 
Yes, for me, for me, He careth . . . 



No. Thine 


381 


22 


214 


14 


605 


89 


135 


14 


471 


37 


617 


90 


983 


168 


390 


22 


20 


4 


778 


142 


1418 


587 


1429 


590 


1071 


205 


136 


14 


915 


166 


8 


3 


553 


74 


424 


23 


1003 


185 


151 


14 


No. Tune 


326 


22 


585 


83 


152 


14 


927 


168 


884 


83 


1510 


606 


474 


38 


451 


32 


1048 


205 


993 


184 


952 


167 


1454 


590 


2 


1 


838 


151 


637 


92 


778 


142 


1325 


582 


30 


8 


950 


167 


1025 


192 


460 


32 


32 


9 


672 


96 


228 


14 


1009 


185 


1509 


606 


35 


9 


1447 


590 


1216 


552 


1416 


586 


1452 


590 


452 


32 


946 


167 



6.— HOLINESS. 



No. Tune 
Attend, O Saviour, to our prayer . 281 22 
Besprinkle with Thy blood my ... 100 14 
Be this our happy destiny 1100 228 



No. Tune 

Blest are the pure in heart 1370 582 

Blessed Jesus, all our hearts incline 517 56 
Christ, Whose glory fll is the skies . 1271 581 



XV111 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



Dear Lord, my soul desireth 

Deliver me, my God, from all that's 
Destroy, Lord, the carnal mind . 
Draw us to Thee, Lord Jesus .... 
Grant, most gracious Lamb of God . 
Heavenly Father, to Whose eye . . 
How needful, strictly to inquire . . 

I did Thee wrong, my God 

In Thy love and knowledge,gracious 
Into Thy gracious hands I fall. . . . 

Jesus, by Thy Holy Spirit . . . . . . 

Jesus hath procured salvation . . . 

Jesus* love unbounded 

Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone . . 
Jesus, Thou art my salvation .... 

Jesus, Thyself to us reveal 

Jesus, with Thy death and passion. 
Lord, and is Thine anger gone . . . 
Lord, as to Thy dear Cross we flee . 
Lord, for grace we Thee entreat. . . 
Lord, while I with Thee remain. . . 



7. — BROTHERLY 
No. 

Beneath the shadow of the Cross . . 227 
Blest be that sacred covenant-love . 224 

Blest be the tie that binds 1335 

Christ,from"\Vhom all blessings flow 1060 
Christian hearts, in love united . . 942 

Dearest Jesus, come to me 37 

Faith, hope, and charity, these three 415 
Father of all, from land and sea . . 9 
How good it is, how pleasant to. . . 437 
How sweet, how heavenly is the . . 112 
Jesus, all our souls inspire 50 



Xo.Tune 


569 


79 


711 


118 


921 


166 


799 


151 


40 


11 


64 


11 


883 


159 


481 


38 


1004 


185 


922 


166 


263 


16 


432 


23 


7.54 


141 


413 


22 


876 


157 


564 


79 


426 


23 


1471 


591 


175 


14 


869 


155 


1039 


205 



No. Tune 

Lord, Who didst sanctify 548 71 

Love Divine, all loves excelling. . . 948 167 

Mighty God, we humbly pray. . . . 83 11 

More holiness give me, more .... 496 39 

My heart lies dead, and no increase 13 3 

None God the Father's favor share. 167 14 

O blessed Saviour, is Thy love . . . 150 14 

O give us that good part 1167 341 

O glorious Head, Thou livest now. . 081 97 

Oh, for a heart to praise my God . . 116 14 

Oh, that the Lord would guide my . 113 14 

O Jesus Christ, most holy 794 151 

O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace . . 932 166 

O Jesus, were we, through Thy grace 1099 228 

O Lord, in me fulfill 552 74 

One thing 's needful, then, Lord. . . 989 173 

On Thy ransomed congregation. . . 251 16 

Search me, O God, and know my. . 16-5 14 

Through good report and evil, Lord 8 3 

'T is Thine alone, almightv Name. . 213 14 

When simplicity we cherish .... 235 16 



LOVE AND FELLOWSHIP. 
Tune Xo. Tune 

14 Let party names no more 1373 582 

14 Lord of mercy and of might 1274 581 

582 May we to Thee, our Shepherd . . . 682 97 

205 Oh, praise our God to-day 1338 582 

167 One sole baptismal sign 1187 342 

11 The glorious universe around. . . . 147 14 

22 Though I speak with angel tongues 1272 581 

3 'T is a pleasant thing to see 1281 581 

32 We covenant with hand and heart. 886 159 

14 We who here together are assembled 1011 185 

11 What brought us together, what . . 493 39 



-JOY AXD PRAISE. 

No. Tune 



Bliss beyond compare 534 68 

Come join, ye saints, with heart and 638 92 

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing 961 167 

Come we that love the Lord 1354 582 

For the beauty of the earth 1257 581 

Happiness, delightful name 1058 205 

How great the bliss to be a sheep of 709 115 

How happy are they 1421 5S7 

I'll praise Thee with my heart and . 174 14 

Jesus makes my heart rejoice. . . . 577 82 

Let us love and sing and wonder . . 616 89 

Long did I toil and knew no earthly 703 110 

Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise 974 167 

Meet and right it is to sing 1479 591 

My God, I am Thine 1420 587 

My God, the Spring of all my joys . 109 14 

My Shepherd is the Lamb 1496 595 

My Shepherd's mighty aid 1195 345 

Now begin the heavenly theme. . . 77 11 

Now let us praise the Lord 783 146 



No. Tune 

O days of perfect happiness 902 164 

O happy days, days marked with. . 710 115 

On our way rejoicing 757 141 

One thing's needful; then, Lord . . 9S9 173 

Our lot is fallen in pleasant places . 699 106 

O what happiness divine 789 149 

O would. my God, that I could praise 697 106 

Praise the Lord, His glories show. . 68 11 

Praise ye Jehovah ! praise the Lord 1223 552 

i Rejoice to-day with one accord . . . 1030 199 

j Saviour, blessed Saviour 761 141 

! Since Jesus is my Friend 1318 582 

j Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord. . . 893 159 

Songs of praise the angels sang ... 49 11 

J The wanderer no more will roam. . 1148 277 

Through all the changing scenes of 192 14 

To Thee, O God, we raise 784 146 

We are the Lord's; His all-sufficient 1222 552 

When all Thy mercies, O my God ! 186 11 



All the way my Saviour leads me . 
Always with us, always with us . 
"As thy day thy strength shall be 



. — PATIENCE AND TRUST. 

No.Tune i Xo.Tune 

9(>5 167 'At evening time let there be light" 663 96 

256 16 i At last he's blest who by the . ... 464 32 

45 11 i Begone, unbelief; for my Saviour is 506 39 



FIKST LINES OF HYMNS. 



XIX 



No. Tune 

Be still, my heart, these anxious . . 421 22 

Be tranquil, O my soul 478 38 

Call Jehovah thy Salvation 941 167 

Calm me, my God, and keep me . . 194 14 

Can a mortal flee from sorrow ... 598 89 

Cast thy burden on the Lord .... 71 11 

Christ will gather in His own . . . . 53 11 

Commit thou every grievance. . . . 807 151 

Day by day the manna fell 44 11 

'•Father. Thy will, not mine, be . . 634 92 

Father ! whate'er of earthly bliss. . 120 14 

Fierce raged the tempest o'er the. . 1141 270 

Fierce was the wild billow 751 140 

Go not far from me, O my Strength 733 129 

He that confides in his Creator ... 695 106 

How firm a foundation, ye saints of 501 39 

I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus . . . 1139 269 

If to Jesus for relief 1478 591 

In God, my faithful God 555 75 

Is God my strong Salvation 798 151 

In heavenly love abiding 809 151 

In Thine arm I rest me 1075 208 

In time of tribulation . . 793 151 

I worship Thee, sweet Will of God . 209 14 

Jesus, Lover of my soul 1044 205 

Jesus, my Saviour! look on me. . . 15 3 

"Jesus only !"' in the shadow . . . . 610 89 

Jesus wept! those tears are over . . 596 89 

Leaning on Thee, my Guide and . . 17 3 

Let not your heart be faint 1316 582 

Look up, my soul, to Christ thy Joy 889 159 

Lord Jesus Christ, in Thee 556 75 

'Mid the trials we experience .... 979 168 

My God, the covenant of Thy love . 130 14 



No. Tune 

My God. my Father, while I stray . 16 3 

My Jesus, as Thou wilt 486 33 

My spirit on Thy care 133'] 582 

My times are in Thy hand 136 

Nearer, my God, to Thee 1241 579 

Nearer, O God, to Thee 1242 579 

None e'er shall be ashamed 111^ 244 

O eyes that are weary and hearts. . 498 39 

Oft when the waves of passion rise. 631 92 

O God, Thy Name is love 1358 582 

O Holy Saviour ! Friend unseen . . 1146 207 

O let him. whose sorrow 765 141 

O my soul, what means this sadness 13 

One prayer I have — all prayers in. . 1C0 14 

O Thou, Who lov'st to send relief. . 207 14 

O Thou, "Whose mercy guides my. . 229 14 

Our God is truth, most faithful is . . 701 112 

Peace that passeth understanding . 982 168 

Peace, perfect peace, in this dark. . 1 1 

Quiet, Lord, my froward heart . . . 1263 581 
Since we can't doubtGod's equal lovel' 

Storms of trouble may assail vis . . 238 16 

The King of Love my Shepherd is . 232 15 

There is a safe and secret place . . . 211 14 

Though I'm in body full of pain . . 343 22 

Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness 1-01 383 

Thy way, not mine, O Lord 473 38 

Vainly through night's weary houi-s 259 16 

What cheering words are these . . . 1349 582 

What, my soul, should bow thee . . 83 9 

When gathering clouds around I . . 656 96 

Who puts his trust in God most just 1093 22:; 

Yes, He knows the way is dreary . . 611 83 



10. — WATCHFULNESS AND FIDELITY. 



A charge to keep I have 

Are you formed a creature new. . . 
Children of light, arise and shine. . 
Come, faithful Shepherd, bind me . 
Earthly joys no longer please us . . 
Faith of our fathers! living still . . 
Hark ! the sound of holy voices. . . 
Hark, 'tis the watchman's cry . . . 

Holy Lord, By Thy body 

How great at last my joy will be . . 

In the hour of trial 

Jesus, day by day 

Jesus! still lead on 

Master, speak ! Thy servant heareth 



No.Tune 


1340 


582 


1062 


205 


640 


92 


811 


151 


2-57 


16 


676 


96 


265 


16 


1248 


580 


715 


119 


905 


164 


764 


141 


535 


68 


541 


68 



My soul, be on thy guard . . . 

Nearer, ever nearer 

Oh, exalt and praise the Lord 
Oh for a principle within . . . 
O happy band of pilgrims . . . 



No.Tnne 

1341 582 



763 141 

1035 295 

159 14 

852 151 

Oh help us, Lord, each hour of need 123 14 

O Jesus, I have promised 841 151 

Should our minds, to earthly objects 1019 185 

The worst of evils we can name . . . 1430 590 

To the soul that seeks Him Christ is 1017 185 

We know Thee Who Thou art . . . .1374 582 

We, O Jesus, claim Thy special care 513 56 

Who o vercometh shall abide forever 1023 189 

Ye servants of the Lord 1314 582 



11.— COURAGE AND CONFLICT. 



Xo.Tune 

Am I a soldier of the Cross 189 14 

A safe Stronghold our God is still . 1028 199 

Are thy toils and woes increasing? 431 23 

Awake, my soul, stretch every ... 193 14 

Brethren, while we sojourn here . . 1065 205 

Children of the Heavenly King . . 75 11 

Christians, come, new anthems . . 864 152 

Christian, dost thou see them ... 766 141 

Courage, my sorely tempted heart ! 512 54 



Father, hear the prayer we offer . . 

Fear not, O little Flock, the foe . . . 

Fight the good fight with all thy . . 

Flung to the heedless winds . . . . 

For all Thy saints, who from their . 

Glory to God, W T hose witness-train 
i God of Israel's faithful three . . . . 
j Go forward, Christian soldier . . . 
, If Christ is mine, then all is mine . 



No. Tun? 
2,9 10 
636 92 



380 
484 
527 
96 
1470 
855 
138 



22 
38 
58 
14 
591 
151 
14 



XX 



FIRST LINES OF HYMXS. 



I*m not ashamed to own my Lord 
Jesus Christ, Thou Leading-star . 
Must Jesus bear the Cross alone . . 

Nearer, O God, to Thee 

O be not thou dismayed 

Oh, it is hard to work for God . . 
Oh for a faith that will not shrink 
Onward, Christian soldiers . . 
Praise the Lord ! From the deeds . 

Soldiers of Christ, arise 

Stand up, my soul, shake off thy 



Almighty God, in humble prayer . 
All alone, and yet not lonely .... 
And dost Thou say, " Ask what . . 
Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat 

Behold the throne of grace 

Chants for the Litany 

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare . . 
Come, ye disconsolate ! where'er ye 
From every stormy wind that . . . 
God of my life, on Thee I call . 
God, Who art Love, the same both . 

I need no other plea 

Jesus, "Who knows full well 

Lord, teach us how to pray aright . 
Lord, when we bend before Thy . . 

13. — CHRISTIAN 

Behold us, Lord, a little space . . . 
Cast thy bread upon the waters . . 
Go, labor on ; spend, and be spent . 
Hark, 'tis the watchman's cry . . . 
Hark, the voice of Jesus crying . . 
He that goeth forth with weeping . 
High on His everlasting throne . . 

If thou wouldest life attain 

In mercy, Lord, this grace bestow . 
In the lonely house of mourning . . 
In the vineyard of our Father . . . 
Jesus, our Lord, how rich Thy grace 
Let Thy presence go with me . . . . 

Lo! I come with joy to do 

Lord of glory! Thou hast bought us 
Make use of me, my God 



Nb.Tune 


129 


14 


680 


88 


93 


14 


1242 


579 


842 


151 


202 


14 


188 


14 


772 


141 


721 


119 


1498 
398 


595 
22 



Stand up ! stand up for Jesus . . . . 
Take up thy cross ! the Saviour said 
The call to arms is sounding .... 
The reproach of Christ is glorious . 
Though faint, yet pursuing, we go . 
Warrior, at thy station stand . . . . 
When adverse winds and waves . . 
Who are these like stars appearing, 
Who the multitudes can number . 
Who puts his trust in God most just 



12.— PRAYER. 

No. Tune i 



119 
253 
333 

164 
1302 
1208 
72 
1152 
418 
299 
708 
1226 
1357 
122 
197 



14 
16 

22 

14 

582 

539 

11 

298 

22 

22 

114 

577 

582 

14 

14 



ACTIVITY 

No. Tune . 
201 14 



260 
867 



1248 580 



954 
966 

914 



167 
167 
166 



1253 581 | 

325 22 

908 165 ! 

1412 585 ; 



14 

205 



128 
1041 
1481 591 

247 16 
1290 582 



My faith looks up to Thee 

My God, is any hour so sweet .... 
O Thou Who hearest prayer .... 
Our Father, Thou in heaven above 

Our heavenly Father, hear 

Our Father, Who art in heaven . . 
Prayer is the soul's sincere desire . 
Pray, without ceasing, pray .... 
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of 

The Holy Ghost is here 

There is no sorrow, Lord, too light . 
They who seek the throne of grace 

To the hills I lift mine eyes 

What a friend we have in Jesus . . 
What various hindrances we meet 

AND PRACTICAL LOVE. 

May Jesus' grace and blessing . . . 
Mourn for the thousands slain . . . 

Oh praise our God to-day 

O Lord of heaven, and earth and . . 
O Master, let me walk with Thee . . 
O Son of God and man, receive . . . 
O Thou before Whose presence . . . 
Reach out Thy scepter, King of love 
Rise, exalt our Head and King . . . 
Shepherd, help Thy chosen few . . 

Sow in the morn thy seed 

Teach me, my God and King .... 
The gold and silver are the Lord's . 
We give Thee but Thine own .... 

While we take our seat 

Work, for the night is coming . . . 



No. Tune 


854 


151 


345 


22 


845 


151 


234 


16 


502 


39 


1042 


205 


657 


96 


607 


89 


62.5 


91 


1093 


223 


No. Tune 


1244 


579 


10 


3 


1198 


345 


651 


96 


1319 


582 


1517 P.M. 


157 


14 


1321 


582 


' 923 


166 


1367 


582 


228 


14 


66 


11 


1474 


591 


957 


167 


407 


22 


No. Tune 


565 


79 


1296 


582 


1338 


582 


7 


3 


385 


22 


222 


14 


839 


151 


678 


97 


1034 


205 


34 


9 


1360 


582 


1342 


582 


388 


22 


1361 


582 


540 


68 


853 


151 



A little Child the Saviour came . 

Blessed Jesus, here we stand .... 592 84 

Chants for the Baptism of Adults. . 1212 539 

Chants for the Baptism of Infants . 1211 539 

Father. Son and Holy Ghost .... 1483 591 



VII.— THE HOLY SACRAMENTS. 

1. — BAPTISM. 
No. Tune 

290 22 



Jesus, we lift ourselves to Thee. . 
O Thou, Who on earth didst the . 

Our baptism first declares 

See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand 
The eye can naught but water see 



-THE COJD1UXIOX OF THE LORD S SUPPER. 



No. Tune 
134 14 
489 39 

.1313 
225 

1031 



582 

14 

201 



According to Thy gracious word . . 172 14 

A parting hymn we sing 1305 582 

At the Lamb's high feast we sing . 1061 205 

Bread of life, Christ by Whom . . 719 119 

Bow down, ye followers of the Lamb 692 101 



Bread of the world, in mercy broken 1000 
By Christ redeemed, in Christ ... 12 
Chants for the Lord's Supper . . . .1213 
Christ crucified, my soul, by faith . 694 
For the bread and for the wine ... 24 



No. Tune 
184 

3 
539 
102 

7 



FIEST LINES OF HYaLVS. 



XXI 



No.Time. 

Happy race of witnesses 1036 20-5 

Here, O my Lord, 1 see Thee face to 459 32 

In that sad, memorable night. . . . 653 96 

Jesus, at Thine invitation 277 20 

Jesus, Lord of life and glory .... 1079 211 

Jesus, to Thy table led 1130 253 



lTo, Tune. 

Lord Jesus, "Who before Thy passion 700 107 

O Bread of life, from heaven .... 559 79 

O what an act of majesty 689 99 

See Jesus seated 'midst His own . . 894 160 

Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless 153 14 

Sion, to Thy Saviour singing .... 649 95 



All hail, our Church's Elder dear. . 878 
As long as Jesus Lord remains ... 28-5 
Christ is made the sure Foundation 624 
Christ, from Whom all blessings . . 1080 
Christ, Thou the Champion of the . 529 
Church of God, beloved and chosen 964 



No. Time 


842 


151 


4"2 


37 


127 


14 


1322 


582 


1187 


342 


1276 


581 



533 
133 
143 

676 

484 



Church of Jesus, sing 

Come in, thou blessed of the Lord . 
Come, let us join our friends above 
Faith of our fathers ! living still . . 
Flung to the heedless winds .... 

For all Thy saints, O Lord 1364 

For all Thy saints, who from their 527 
Glorious things of thee are spoken. 937 
Grace and peace from God our. . . . 1002 

Great is the Lord our God 1365 

Hail, Church of Christ, bought . . 102 
Hail, thou martyr host of heaven ! . 10S0 
Head of the Church Triumphant . . 1081 
Highly favored congregation .... 900 
Hold o'er Thy Church, Lord, Thy . 521 
How blest and lovely Thy earthly . . 544 

I love Thy Kingdom, Lord 1352 

Jesus, great High-Priest of our . . . 1001 
Jesus, Who died a world to save . . 639 
Jesus, with Thy Church abide .... 1129 

Lord God, our Salvation 1027 

Lord Jesus, by Thy death 724 

Lord of our life, and God of our. . . 468 
Now, Lord, Who in this vale of tears 892 



772 141 
990 184 
518 58 



Jesus, we thus obey 1326 582 | They who hunger after Christ, are .514 56 

Till.— THE CHRISTIAN CHURCH. 

1.— MILITANT AND TRIUMPHANT. 
No. Tune 

159 O be not thou dismayed 

22 O Church, thy strength abide. . . . 

91 Oh ! where are kings and empires . 
205 O Lord ! Thy work revive 

b?> One sole baptismal sign 

167 On Thy Church, O Power Divine . . 

68 Onward, Christian soldiers 

14 O Rock of ages, one Foundation . . 

14 O Thou, Whose goodness words can 

96 Peace be to thy every dwelling . . . 

38 People of the living God 

582 Praise God for ever 

58 Praise, honor, majesty 

167 Praise the Lord. Bounteously He. . 

185 Praise the Lord ! From the deeds . 

582 Praise the Lord with hearts and . . 

14 Rise, crowned with light, imperial . 

211 Since we, though unworthy 

212 Sing we the song of those who stand 
161 The call to arms is sounding .... 

58 The Church of Christ, that He hath 

69 The Church on earth, in humble . . 
582 The Church's one foundation .... 
185 The springs of salvation from Christ 

92 The Son of God goes forth to war . . 
253 Welcome among Thy flock of grace 
195 What are these in bright array . . . 
121 What is it that makes us stand fast 

36 With heart and hand you now we . 

159 Zion stands with hills surrounded . 



2. — THE SPREAD 

No. Tune 

And is the time approaching .... 818 151 

Blessed Saviour, with love's sacred. 516 56 

Blow ye the trumpet, blow 1182 342 

Church, rejoice; Raise thy voice . .1094 225 

Come, Kingdom of our God 1375 582 

Come, Thou universal Blessing. . . 962 167 

From Greenland's icy mountains. . 828 151 

Hark, the distant isles proclaim . . 79 11 

Hark! the song of jubilee 1051 205 

Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad 1151 298 

Hasten, Lord, the glorious time . . 1055 205 

High on His everlasting throne. . . 914 166 

In these Thy days exalt Thy grace . 1426 590 

Let them that love Him 1207 520 

Lord Jesus, with Thy presence bless 337 22 

Lord of all power and might . . . .1243 579 

Lord of the harvest, hear 1199 345 

Now be the Gospel banner 830 151 

O'er the gloomy hills of darkness . . 1404 585 

O'er the realms of pagan darkness . 1405 585 



OF THE GOSPEL. 

Oh, that the Lord's salvation .... 
O Lord, of goodness so amazing. . . 

O Thou Whom we adore 

Our country's voice is pleading . . . 
O what praise in highest strain . . . 
Saints of God ! the dawn is bright'ng 
Saviour ! sprinkle many nations . . 
Send out Thy light and truth, O God 
Souls in heathen darkness lying . . 
Speed Thy servants. Saviour, speed 
The Lord Himself gave forth the . . 
The morning light is breaking . . . 
There's but a small beginning made 
This ship we now commend to Thee 
Through midnight gloom from . . . 

Thy Kingdom come, O God 

Thy mercy, Lord, to us dispense . . 
Urged by love, to every nation . . . 

Wake the song of jubilee 

When shall Thine hour, dear Jesus 



1085 


214 


85 


11 


1206 


520 


1113 


235 


714 


119 


721 


119 


10E4 


214 


455 


32 


752 


141 


141 


14 


845 


151 


524 


58 


9:8 


172 


814 


151 


1090 


221 


1427 


580 


913 


166 


1059 


205 


1091 


221 


287 


22 


1391 


585 


No. Tune 




151 




106 


1493 


5S5 


832 


151 


868 


155 


1393 


585 


972 


167 


1029 


199 


1397 


585 


1382 


585 


679 


97 


856 


151 


283 


22 


338 


22 


6.54 


96 


483 


38 


1425 


590 


896 


161 


76 


11 


2S2 


22 



XX11 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



3.— THE MINISTRY. 



-ZVo. Tune 

A messenger of peace 1193 345 

Arm these Thy servants, mighty . . 930 166 

A stranger and a pilgrim, I 574 79 

Be present with Thy servants, Lord 323 22 

Cheer Thy chosen witnesses, O Jesus 1014 185 

Christ's iove invites us 546 70 

Father of mercies! bow Thine ear . 317 22 

Father of mercies, condescend ... 204 14 

High on His everlasting throne. . . 914 166 

How are Thy servants blest, O Lcrd 124 14 

In mercy, Lord, this grace bestow . 325 22 

In these our days exalt Thy grace . 1426 590 

Lord, grant Thy servants grace ... 786 146 

Lord, grant us, though deeply abased 494 39 

Lord Jesus, bless Thy witnesses . . 925 166 

Lord Jesus, with Thy presence bless 337 22 

Lord, our High-Priest and Saviour . 571 79 



Pour out Thy Spirit from on high . 
Redeemer of mankind, God of all . 

Rest from thy labor, rest 

Roll on, thou mighty ocean 

Servant of God, well done ! 

Speed Thy servants, Saviour, speed 

Spirit of peace and holiness 

The doctrine of our dying Lord . . . 
Think on our brethren, Lord . . . . 
This ship we now commend to Thee 
Thou, Who didst call Thy saints of. 
To thy brethren ever be propitious . 
"Warrior, at thy station stand .... 
What affords the Christian warrior 
With the sweet word of peace. . . . 
Ye who called to Christ's service are 



Ko. Tune 


351 


22 


519 


58 


1300 


582 


831 


151 


1339 


582 


1382 


585 


419 


22, 


652 


96 


551 


74 


338 


22 


1428 


590 


1006 


185 


1042 


205 


1022 


185 


1197 


345 



515 56 



4.— PUBLIC WORSHIP, 
INCLUDING HYMNS FOR THE LORD'S DAY. 



No. Tune 



Almighty God, Thy word is cast . . 

And now this holy day 

Arise, O King of grace, arise .... 

Before Thee we appear 

Behold us, Lord, a little space. . . . 

Blessed Jesus, at Thy word 

Bless, O Lord, we pray, Thy 

Christ is made the sure Foundation 
Come, and let us sweetly join .... 
Come, Thou soul-transforming . . . 
Command Thy blessing from above 
Dear Shepherd of Thy people, hear! 
Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord 

From Thy holy habitation 

God is in His holy temple 

God reveals His presence 

Gracious Lord, our Shepherd and. . 
Here in Thy presence we appear . . 
High in the heavens, eternal God . 

Hosanna to the living Lord 

How sweet Thy dwellings, Lord.how 
How sweet to leave the world awhile 

Jesus, God of our salvation 

Jesus, hear our fervent prayer . . . 

Jesus, Lord of life and glory 

Jesus, we lock to Thee 

Jesus, where'er Thy people meet . . 

Lord ! at this closing hour 

Lord Christ, reveal Thy holy face . . 
Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing 
Lord, in Thy Name we meet .... 
Lord Jesus, for our call of grace. . . 
Lord Jesus, in Thy presence we are 

Lord of the worlds above 

May the stream from Thee, the Rock 
My opening eyes with rapture see . 
O day of rest and gladness 



163 
480 
132 
549 
201 
591 



305 
149 
327 



1015 185 

624 91 

1056 205 

1407 585 



1108 230 

1380 585 

1026 195 

1010 185 

685 97 

926 163 

392 22 

683 97 
22 



391 

1106 230 

1040 205 

1079 211 

1323 582 

395 22 

1333 582 

321 22 

1395 585 

1163 342 

917 16* 

438 32 

1168 342 

725 124 

372 22 

820 151 



JVo. Tune 

Oh, how blessed is the station. ... 984 168 

Once more, before we part 1331 582 

On what has now been sown .... 1169 342 

Open now thy gates of beauty ... 606 89 

O Thou God of our salvation .... 1102 230 

Our day of praise is done 1359 582 

Our heavenly Father calls 1310 582 

Our souls with inmost shame .... 1164 341 

Own Thy congregation 758 141 

Peace be to this congregation .... 938 167 

Pleasant are Thy courts above . . . 1045 205 

Safely through another week . . . .1284 581 

Saviour, again to Thy dear Name. . 439 32 

Saviour, send a blessing to us . . . . 1406 585 

Sing hallelujah, honor, praise. . . . 1098 228 

Stand up and bless the Lord 1306 582 

Sweet is the work, my God, my King 396 22 

Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go . . 673 96 

The Holy Ghost is here 1367 582 

The Lord bless and keep thee in His 1020 185 

The peace which God alone reveals 924 166 

This day is holy to the Lord 887 159 

This is the day of light 1355 582 

This is the day the Lord hath made 131 14 

Thy presence, gracious God, afford. 316 22 

To Christ we homage pay 1166 341 

To Thee our vows with sweet accord 888 159 

We covenant with hand and heart . 8S6 159 

We in one covenant are joined . . . 881 159 

Welcome, delightful morn 1172 342 

Welcome, sweet day of rest 1332 582 

We love the place, O God 477 38 

We now return each to his tent. . . 882 159 

We who here together are assembled 1011 185 

Where two or three, with sweet. . . 406 22 

With Thy presence, Lord, our Head 1013 185 

Worship the Lord in the beauty of . 1153 298 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



XX111 



IX.— GENERAL HYMNS. 

1.— TIME AND ETERNITY, 
INCLUDING HYMNS FOR A NEW YEAR, ETC. 



A few more years shall roll 1490 

Come, let us anew 22 

Days and moments quickly flying . 270 
Eternal Source of every joy .... 935 

Father, here we dedicate 728 

Father, I know that all my life ... 732 

For ever with the Lord 1303 

Great God, as seasons disappear . . 313 
Great God ! we sing that mighty . . 295 
Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah . 1381 
Let hearts and tongues unite . . 
Lo, on a narrow neck of land . . 
Lord ! it belongs not to my care 



Nn.Tune 
595 
4 

16 
166 
124 
129 
582 

22 

22 
585 
582 

79 
590 



1347 
558 
1443 



Lord Jesus, 'mid Thy flock appear . 
Lord, let me know mine end .... 

O God, the Rock of ages 

O God, our Help in ages past . . . . 
O Strength and Stay, upholding all 
Our Father, through the coming . . 

Standing at the portal 

The gloomy night will soon be past 

The Lord of earth and sky 

The radiant morn hath passed away 

We would see Jesus, for the 

While successive years are wasting 
While, with ceaseless course, the. . 



All my hope and consolation . . . 
And now, beloved Lord, Thy soul 
Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep. . . 
"At evening time let there be light' 
Blest soul, how sweetly dost thou. 

For ever with the Lord 

Friend after friend departs .... 
From land to land the Christian . 
God of that glorious gift of grace. 
Go to the grave in all thy glorious 

Go to thy rest, fair child ! 

Happy soul, thy days are ended . 
Hark ! a Voice divides the sky . . 
Hush! blessed are the dead. . . . 
In the hour of trial 



-DEATH AND BURIAL. 

No. Tune 

. 910 165 

. 1219 552 

. 411 22 

' 662 96 

. 91 14 

. 1304 582 

. 1225 577 

. 903 164 



384 

458 
485 
243 



1037 205 
479 38 
764 141 



It is not death, to die 

I would not live alway ; I ask not . 
Mine hour appointed is at hand . . 
Now rest in peace, now rest in . . . 
Oh, where shall rest be found .... 

Rest from thy labor, rest 

Servant of God, well done ! 

Sleep thy last sleep 

Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled 

The child sweetly rests 

The solemn moment is impending . 

The spirits of the just 

When children, blest by Jesus . . . 
Why do we mourn departing .... 
Why should we start and fear to die 



3. — RESURRECTION. 



No. Tune 

Christ, my Rock, my sure Defence . 588 83 

From land to land the Christian . . 903 164 

Lord, let Thy blest angelic bands. . 1110 232 

Mine hour appointed is at hand . . 746 132 

My faith shall triumph o'er the. . . 1460 590 

O how excellent and fair 788 149 



O what joy awaiteth me. . . . 
Oh, where shall rest be found. 

Rest for the toiling hand 

What sinners value, I resign . . 
Yes, He is risen Who is the First 



No.', 


T\ine 


916 


166 


1368 


582 


815 


151 


126 


14 


1218 


552 


151 


14 


762 


141 


1143 


272 


1171 


342 


11 


3 


1210 


552 


1383 


585 


1073 


20-5 


No. Tune 


1299 


582 


487 


39 


746 


132 


1204 


483 


1343 


582 


1300 


582 


1339 


582 


1503 


602 


586 


83 


1417 


587 


696 


106 


1486 


595 


572 


79 


104 


14 


366 


22 


No. Tune 


716 


119 


1343 


582 


1344 


582 


383 


22 


456 


32 



4. — JUDGMENT. 

No. Tune 



And will the Judge descend? .... 1289 582 

Day of judgment! day of wonders . 1377 585 

Day of wrath, that day of mourning 1513 608 

Great God, what do I see and hear ! 748 132 

Judge me now, my God and .... 245 16 



Lo, on a narrow neck of land. . . . 
Lord, in this Thy mercy's day . . . 
The Church on earth, in humble . . 
'T is sure that awful time will come 



No. Tune 
558 79 



1128 



747 



253 
172 
132 



Ah, this heart is void and chill. 
Around the throne of God in . . 
At God's right hand in countless 
Blessed city, heavenly Salem . . 
Brief life is here our portion . . 



5.— HEAVEN. 



No. Tune 
861 152 



169 

997 



822 



14 
184 

91 
151 



Far o'er yon horizon 776 141 



No. Tune 
Father, in high heaven dwelling . . 641 95 
For thee, O dear, dear country . . . 823 151 
Had we naught, Naught beyond this 720 119 
Hallelujah, best and sweetest . . . .1400 585 
Hark, hark, my soul ! angelic songs 1024 189 



Hark! the sound of holy voices. 



265 16 



XXIV 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



No.Tune 

Hear what God the Lord hath ... 949 167 

Heavenward still our pathway ... 578 83 

How bright those glorious spirits. . 184 14 

In yon blessed seats of heaven ... 897 161 

I would not live alway, I ask not to 487 39 

Jerusalem, my happy home ! .... 183 14 

Jerusalem on high 1189 342 

Jerusalem, the glorious 825 151 

Jerusalem, the golden 824 151 

Jerusalem, thou city fair and high . 1224 576 

Let me be with Thee, where Thou . 341 22 

Light's abode, celestial Salem. . . . 629 91 

Little travelers Zionward 1072 205 

Make my calling and election ... 977 168 

Mount Zion— where the Lamb of. . 891 159 

My Saviour, Whom absent I love . 1510 606 

O land relieved from sorrow 821 151 

O Paradise ! O Paradise ! 1504 603 

Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings 1473 591 



No. Tune 

Palms of glory, raiment bright. . . 74 11 

Safe home, safe home in port!. . . .1190 342 

Saviour, blessed Saviour 761 141 

Ten thousand times ten thousand . 848 151 

The God of Abraham praise 1192 345 

There is a blessed home 482 38 

There is a happy land 1247 580 

There is a house not made with. . . 155 14 

There is a land of pure delight ... 176 14 

The world is very evil 812 151 

Through the night of doubt and . . 971 167 

To God we render praise 1123 249 

We speak of the realms of the blest 1507 606 

What happiness, What joy and. . . 1229 578 

What sinners value, I resign .... 383 22 

Who are these like stars appearing 607 89 

Who the multitudes can number. . 625 91 

Ye angels who stand round the . . . 1511 606 



-SPECIAL HYMNS. 



-HARVEST FESTIVALS. 



No. Tune 

Come, ye thankful people, come . . 1050 205 

Earth below is teeming 774 141 

God o'f mercy, God of grace 1273 581 

Great God, as seasons disappear . . 313 22 

Lord of the harvest ! once again . . 660 96 

O Thou, Who givest all their food . 1439 590 



No. Tune 
Praise to God, immortal praise ... 43 11 

Sing to the Lord of harvest 851 151 

Sing to the Lord most high 1178 342 

The God of harvest praise 1233 579 

We plow the fields and scatter . . . 850 151 



2. — NATIONAL FESTIVALS. 



Auspicious morning, hail ! 1231 

Dread Jehovah ! God of nations . . 267 
From foes that would the land . . . 1149 

God bless our native land 1232 

God, most mighty, sovereign Lord . 57 
God of every land and nation. . . . 1402 
Great God of nations, now to Thee . 307 



No. Tune 
579 
16 

277 
579 

11 
585 

22 



Lord God, we worship Thee . . . 
Lord ! while for all mankind we 

My country, 'tis of thee 12 

O God of heaven and earth, arise. . 
On Thee, our Guardian, God, we call 
Swell the anthem, raise the song . . 
To Thee, our God, we fly 



3.— CHURCH FESTIVALS AND ANNIVERSARIES. 



No. Tune 

All hail, our Church's Elder dear. . 878 159 

Auspicious morning, hail! 1231 579 

Before Thee we appear 549 71 

Brightly gleams our banner 773 141 

Christians, come, new anthems raise 864 152 

Great is the Lord our God 1365 582 

Lord, for grace we Thee entreat. . . 869 155 

Lord, in Thy Name we meet .... 1163 341 

Lord Jesus, for our call of grace. . . 917 166 

Lord Jesus, God and man 1369 582 



Lord Jesus, in Thy presence we are 

Now let us praise the Lord 

Our souls with inmost shame. . . . 

To Thee, O blessed Saviour 

To Thee, O God, we raise 

We bring no glittering treasures . . 
Welcome among Thy flock of grace 
We now return, each to his tent . . 
We sing a song, and then we part. . 
With gladsome feet we press .... 



No. Tun* 


785 


146 


158 


14 


1230 


579 


301 


22 


300 


22 


1052 


205 


1180 


342 


No. Tune 


438 


32 


783 


146 


1164 


341 


858 


151 


784 


146 


857 


151 


913 


166 


882 


159 


1515 


15 


1194 


345 



4.— FOR THE LAYING OF A CORNER-STONE. 

No. Tune i No. Tune 

Builder of mighty worlds on worlds 215 14 This stone to Thee in faith we lay . 306 22 
Christ is our Corner-stone 1173 342 I Thou Who hast in Zion laid 1482 591 



5. — DEDICATIONS AND CONSECRATIONS. 



No. Tune 
Lord of hosts, to Thee we raise .. . 6.5 11 
Not in Jerusalem alone 171 14 



No. Tune 
O Thou, Who didst the temple fill . 412 22 
Spirit Divine ! attend our prayers . 212 14 



FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 



XXV 



6.— MATRIMONY AND THE 
No. Time 
Deign this union to approve .... 1268 581 

Fountain of life and light 1162 341 

How welcome was the call 1371 682 

In this world so full of snares. . . . 587 83 
Most holy Lord, mankind's Creator 1415 5S6 



PARENTAL RELATION. 



O love, divine and tender .... 
O Lord, Who numberest all our. 
Our children, gracious Lord and 
Since Jesus freely did appear. . 



No. Tune 


827 


151 


365 


22 


918 


166 


168 


14 



7. — CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH. 



Above the clear blue sky 

And is it true, as I am told 

Children of Jerusalem 

Come, praise your Lord and Saviour 
Dear Saviour, if these lambs should 
Dear Saviour, we bless Thee that. . 
Gentle Jesus, meek and mild .... 
Go thou, in life's fair morning . . . 
Gracious Saviour, gentle Shepherd 
In this world so full of snares. . . . 
I think when I read that sweet. . . 

I will a little pilgrim be 

Jesus, meek and gentle 

Jesus, our Guardian, Guide and . . 



No. Tune 


1191 


342 


630 


92 


1285 


581 


847 


151 


358 


22 


490 


39 


38 


11 


846 


151 


622 


91 


587 


83 


1499 


596 


370 


22 


768 


141 


567 


79 



Let us sing, with one accord 

Little travelers Zion ward 

Lord, Thy children guide and keep 

Remember thy Creator now 

Saviour, like a Shepherd lead us . . 
Saviour! Who Thy flock art feeding 

Shepherd of tender youth 

Tell me the old, old story 

Though but a little child I am . . . 
Thou, gracious Saviour, for my. . . 
We bring no glittering treasures . . 
When we devote our youth to God 
Work while it is to-day 



No. Tune 


1053 


205 


1072 


205 


1283 


581 


161 


14 


1413 


585 


264 


16 


1238 


579 


806 


151 


328 


22 


218 


14 


857 


151 


166 


14 


1346 


582 



Dread Jehovah ! God of nations 
From foes that would the land . . 



—DAYS OF FASTING 
No. Tune 
267 16 
1149 277 



No. Tune 

O God of heaven and earth arise . . 301 22 
On Thee, our Guardian, God, we call 300 22 



9. — FOR MORNING. 



Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
Be with me. Lord, where'er I go . . 

Come, my soul, thou must 

Evening and morning 

Every morning mercies new .... 

Every morning the red sun 

Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, wc go 
God Who madest earth and heaven 
Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear 

Jesus, Sun of righteousness 

Lord God of morning and of night 

10.— 

No 

Abide with me ! fast falls the .... 457 

Again, as evening's shadow falls . . 369 

All praise to Thee, my God, this . . 394 

Another day is at an end 400 

Another day is past and gone. . . . 1459 
As every day Thy mercy spares . . 675 
Author of the whole creation .... 907 

Ere I sleep, for every favor 877 

God, That madest earth and heaven 1506 
Gracious Saviour, thus before Thee 272 
Hear my prayer, O Heavenly Father 271 
In mercy, Lord, remember me ... 88 
In peace will I lie down to sleep . . 904 
Inspirer and Hearer of prayer . . . 1512 

Jesus, hear our prayer 542 

Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me . . 273 
Lord, I have passed another day . . 360 
No farther go to-night, but stay. . . 570 
Now God be with us, for the night . 469 



No. Tune 


356 


22 


359 


22 


595 


86 


1514 


607 


1278 


581 


727 


124 


402 


22 


1275 


581 


1444 


590 


1200 
flR3 


349 



FOR 

Tune 

32 

22 

22 

22 

590 

96 

165 

157 

605 

16 

16 

14 

164 



My soul, awake, and render 

Now that the sun is gleaming. . . . 
Now the shades of night are gone . 
Now, when the dusky shades of . . 
O Christ ! with each returning . . . 

O'er the distant mountains 

O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace . . 
O timely happy, timely wise . . . . 
The roseate hues of early dawn. . . 
When morning gilds the skies . . . 
When streaming from the eastern . 

EVENING. 

Now the day is over 

Now with the declining sun 

O Lord, Who by Thy presence hast . 
Oh, give thanks to Him Who made 
One sweetly solemn thought .... 

Our day of praise is done 

Saviour, breathe an evening bless'g 
Saviour, now the day is ending. . . 

Softly now the light of day 

Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear 

The day is past and over 

The day is gently sinking to a close 

The day, OLord, is spent 

The hours' decline and setting sun. 
The night is come wherein at last . 
The radiant morn hath passed away 
The shadows of the evening hours . 
Through the day Thy love hath. . . 
When the day of toil is done .... 



No. Tune 
36 10 



226 

78 
1220 
318 
1398 
932 
357 
1465 
5-54 
671 



14 

11 
552 

22 
585 
166 

22 
590 

74 

96 



No. Tune 

707 141 

73 11 

461 32 

1279 5S1 

476 38 

1359 582 

237 16 

613 89 

70 11 

355 22 

29 8 

702 110 

1315 582 

399 22 

528 58 

11 3 

1458 590 

603 89 

1137 265 



XXVI 



TOPICAL INDEX. 



11. — FOR USE BEFORE AND AFTER MEALS. 

No. Tune i No. Tune. 

Be present at our table, Lord . . . . 308 22 Thee we address in humble prayer . 117 14 

Come, Lord Jesus, our Guest to be . 1520 What praise to Thee, my Saviour. . 566 79 

Jesus' mercies never fail 39 11 I 



12. — SCRIPTURE PSALMS AND HYMNS, AND SENTENCES. 



Bless Jehovah, O my soul 

Blessed be the Lord, the God of 

Blessed is the man that walketh not in. 

Glory be to Thee, O Lord 

God be merciful unto us 

God is our Refuge and Strength 

He that dwelleth in the secret place. . . 

He that hath pity on the poor 

How amiable are Thy tabernacles .... 
I was glad when they said unto me . . . 
I will extol Thee, my God, O King. . . . 

I will lift up mine eyes unto the 

It is a good thing to give thanks 

Jehovah is my Shepherd, I shall not . . 
Jehovah reigneth ; He is clothed with. . 

Lift up your hearts 

Lord , Thou hast been our Dwelling-place 
Make a joyful noise unto Jehovah. . . . 



No. 
1545 
1526 
1528 
1560 
1535 
1533 
1538 
1555 
1536 
1517 
1549 
1546 
1539 
1531 
1540 
1556 
1537 
1544 



My soul doth magnify the Lord 1525 

Now lettest Thou Thy servant depart . . 1527 
O come, let us sing unto Jehovah .... 1541 
O Jehovah, our Lord, how excellent is . 1529 

O God, Thou art my God 1534 

O Lord, open Thou our lips 1558 

O sing unto Jehovah a new song 1542 

O sing unto Jehovah a new song; for He 1543 
Out of the depths have I cried unto Thee 1548 

Praise be to Thee, O Christ 1559 

Praise ye Jehovah. Praise God in His . 1553 
Praise ye Jehovah. Praise Jehovah, O . 1550 
Praise ye Jehovah :)[: from the heavens . 1551 
Praise ye Jehovah. Sing unto Jehovah 1552 

Praise ye the Lord 1557 

The earth is Jehovah's, and the fullness 1532 
The heavens declare the glory of God . . 1530 
The Lord is in His holy temple 1554 



TOPICAL INDEX. 



Abiding in Christ, 19, 37, 67, 
235, 838. 

Absence from God, 108,2-50, 
382, 386, 504, .508. 558, -582, 813, 
986, 1046, 1145, 1286, 1330, 1372, 
1408, 1467, 147-3. 

Activity, 19, 34, 202, 222, 249, 
260, 323, 367, 385, 494, 839, 908, 
954, 1248, 1253, 1340, 1342, 1346, 
1412. 

Adoration, 57, 114, 162,216,312, 
336, 4211, 503, 526, 562, 638, 834, 
970, 1026, 1064, 1104, 1154, 1229. 

Afflictions, 22, 121, 130, 175, 
207, 22s, 229, 23*, 299, 345, 464, 
501, 506. 541, 546, .555, 598, 656, 
657, 666, 669, 704, 751, 764, 675, 
793, 843, 979, 999, 1141, 1152, 
1244, 1245, 1311, 1337, 1349, 1384, 
1443, 1395. 

Aged, 663, 686, 999, 1216, 1218. 

Alms, 128, 247, 388, 908, 954, 
1265, 1361. 

Angels, 18, 48, 146, 156, 162, 192, 
214, 223, 237, 261, 274, 290, 321, 
346, 352, 545, 620, 753, 759, 1050, 
10S3, 1119, 1191, 1229, 1256, 
1253, 1400, 1511, 1512. 

Anniversaries, 773, 847, 858, 
1024, 1194, 1285. 

Ashamed of Jesus, 129, 377, 
550. 

Asleep in Jesus, 104, 411, 479, 
1503. 



Assurance, 138, 198, 203, 333, 
452, 453, 520, 556, 659, 664, 798, 
879, 884, 902, 922, 956, 983, 1088, 
1222, 1266, 1617, 1325, 1353, 
1414, 1422, 1423. 

Baptism, 134, 290, 384, 489, 592, 
1313, 1483. 

Benediction, 924, 953, 1002, 
1013, 1015, 1020, 1215, 1395. 

Benevolence, 7, 128, 260, 388. 

Bible, 23, 115, 125, 163, 170, 182, 
236, 315, 322, 363, 480, 536, 614, 
685,713, 8H5. 

Blessing, 388, 499, 531, 577, 585, 
698,699,709,710,744,902. 

Bread of Life, 441,719. 

Brotherly Love, 50, 112, 121, 
133, 175, 224, 227, 415, 437, 493, 
682, 692, 942, 1060, 1135, 1272, 
1274, 1281, 1335. 

Burden Bearing, 71, 228, 765, 
807, 1069, 1201. 

Burial, 53, 91, 104, 479, 482, 572, 
586. 904. 1037, 1204, 1225, 1252, 
1300, 1:339, 1344, 1349, 1417, 1503. 

Call of God, 66, 250, 269, 322, 
382, 386, 414, 4:35, 504, 508, 597, 
705, 741, 840, 959, 1046, 1182, 
1330, 1408, 1432, 1475. 

Calmness, 120, 194, 478, 695, 927. 

Calvary, 55, 2S8, 597, 749, 1399, 
1468. 



Cares, 30, 33, 63, 222, 371 , 3S0, 
421,695,751,764. 765,807. 

Carnal Jovs, 508, 534, 588, 640, 
709, 764, 1418. 

Charity, 128, 247, 388, 415, 954, 
1135, 1361. 

Chastenings, 229, 464, 506, 555, 
704, 1152, 1349. 

Children, 38. 63, 75, 103, 166, 
169, 218, 219, 223, 264, 290, 328, 
358, 370, 490, 587, 622, 768, 769, 
773, 806. 826, 630, 847, 857, 8-58, 
1053, 1072, 1191, 1238, 1283, 1285, 
1412, 1413, 1415, 1454, 1499. 

Choosing Christ, 99, 135, 193, 
257, 269, 353, 3 il, 381. 390, 403, 
413, 739, 777, 840, 879, K84, 921, 
967, 992, 1144, 1201, 1374. 

Christ, Abiding with believ- 
ers, 2, 25, 37, 42, 256, 359, 363, 
457, 461, 497, 570, 948, 1315, 1370. 

—Advent, First, 12, 177, 190, 
191, 195, 318, 320, 550, 701, 800, 
801, 849, 898, 899, 911, 919, 962, 
986, 1056, 1157, 1202, 1362, 1410, 
1436. 

—Advent, Second, 30. 42, 49, 
84, 257, 296, 569, 600, 651, 677, 
747, 748, 810, 812, 816, 848, 963, 
988, 1062, 1103, 1116, 1117, 1123, 
1127, 1143, 1183. 1202. 1203, 1239, 
1248. 1252, 1289, 1314, 1334, 1345, 
1378, 1387, 1:388, 1410, 1411, 1444, 
146U, 1485, 1493. 



TOPICAL INDEX. 



XXV11 



Christ, Advocate, Our, 129, 
739, 819, 1310, 1350, 1455. 

—Agony of, 690, 792, 939, 944, 
1250, 1261. 

—All and in All, 15, 20, 37, 
135, 138, 380, 686, 1051, 1245, 
1266. 

—All-knowing, 1201. 

—Alpha and Omega, 203, S99, 
948. 

—Ascension of, 47, 97, 104, 156, 
288, 296, 575, 772. 819, 901, 934, 
968, 1236, 1387, 1497. 

—Atonement of, 47, 92, 186, 
230, 278, 342, 436, 448, 492, 495, 
516, 532, 539, 547, 574, 599, 601, 
645, 062, 684, 6,8,8, 713, 741, 755, 
806, 835, 868. 906, 955, 959, 976, 
992, 1165, 1179, 1188, 1205, 1226, 
1228, 1260, 1266. 1280, 1293, 1309, 
1353, 1366, 1399, 1419, 1422, 1449, 
1468. 

—Beauty of, 46-5, 543. 

— Bi rth of, 244, 255, 261, 274, 276, 
291, 292, 507,511, 612, 646, 722. 
729.759.859,985,991,1057, 1974. 
1087, 1132, 1175, 1320, 1386, 1401, 
1401, 1402, 1463. 1491, 1501, 1516. 

—Blood of 92, 100, 135, 156, 200, 

230, 247, 278, 335, 342, 449, 4.50, 

539, 616, 688, 756, 879, 955, 959, 

995, 998, 1036, 1228, 1287, 1292, 

1295, 1310, 1336, 1353. 
—Bread of heaven, 2, 1381. 
—Bread of Life, 649. 
—Bridegroom, 367, 810, 817, 

1062, 1097, 1103, 1116, 1248. 
—Burial of, 5, 27, 28, 56, 104, 

509, 510, 573, 594, 796, 940, 1078. 
—Captain of Salvation, 265, 

398,529, 775,845, 854, 1107, 1242, 

1321. 
—Character of, 576, 958. 
—Childhood of, 210, 21S, 490, 

563, 612, 847. 
—Compassion of, 33, 70, 228, 

252, 280, 699, 870, 902, 1201. 
—Condescension of, 1089, 1454. 
—Conqueror, 2S0, 495, 557, 604, 

615. 901, 1028, 1069, 1107, 1155, 

1100, 1236, 1239, 1387. 
—Consoler, 33, 138, 207, 266. 
—Corner-stone, 285, 024, 1173, 

1482. 
—Coronation of, 162, 1236, 

1403, 1492. 
—Cross of, 93, 107, 150, 152, 164, 

172, 233, 239, 252, 265, 278, 279, 

280, 331, 347, 431, 434, 430, 529, 

573, 594, 044, 645, 648, 692, 906, 

958, 995, 1016, 1067, 1136, 1287, 

1292, 1409. 
—Crucified, 224, 741, 902, 1251, 

1262, 1476. 
—Crucifixion of, 52, 54, 106, 

152, 180, 187, 324, 361, 422, 570, 

643, 688, 1043. 
—Day Spring, 706, 7,50. 
—Day Star, 1271, 1444. 
—Death of, 104, 107, 145, 156, 

164, 187, 280, 335, 352, 361, 434, 

449, 510, 533, 546, 557, 500, 574, 



623, 662, 755, 782, 791, 792, 872, 
{tOH, 1005, 1049, 1078, 1111, 1117, 
1205. 1219, 1250, 1262, 1301, 1366, 
1399, 1449. 

-Deliverer, 33, 495, 506, 567, 
751,760,889, 1028, 1381,1441. 

-Desire of Nations, 848, 1493. 

-Divinity of, 25, 61, 62, 128, 
145, 102, 210, 255, 280, 289, 291, 
292. 329, 349, 532, 539. 027, 737, 

739, 805, 899, 987, 1057, 1107, 
1122, 1205, 1309, 1353, 1434. 

-Eternity of, 539, 627, 731, 1097. 

-Exaltation of, 693,734. 771, 

890, 934, 97U, 1078, 1155, 1183, 

1237, 1350, 1411, 1435, 1487. 
-Example of, 38. 93, 157, 168, 

417, 563, 609, 075, 1035. 
-Faithfulness of, 546, 889, 

1077, 1140, 1384. 
-Forgiving, 52, 240, 520, 523, 

601, 745, 752, 792, 1025. 
-Fountain, 2, 92, 187, 597, 687, 

740, 777, 1374. 

-Friend, 2, 37, 252, 266, 279, 
403, 454, 579, 001, 670, 706, 745, 
791, 841, 956, 1007, 1021, 1032, 
1093, 1097, 1146, 1318, 1455. 

-Fullness of, 1040. 

-Glory of, 336, 341, 532, 734. 

-Grace of, 101, 128, 200, 240, 
294, 414, 531, 6^9, 723. 742, 701, 
867, 1017, 1040, 1077, 1414, 1455, 
1467. 

-Head of the Church, 681, 
794, 878, 888,913, 942,959, 1001, 
1010, 1034, 1069, 1081, 1106, 

1187, 1310. 

-Hiding Place, 755, 1088, 1109, 

1280, 1442. 
-High Priest, 231, 354, 532, 

670. 871, 944, 968, 1001, 1179, 

1188, 1226. 

-Hope of His People, 138, 

205, 810, 1493. 
-Hosanna to, 103, 177, 219, 

297, 332, 392, 826, 849, 885, 1115, 

1285. 
-Humanity of, 145, 162, 178, 

263, 280, 329, 1309. 
-Humility of, 178, 210, 340. 

-Immanuel, 81, 329, 349, 352, 
491, 581, 677, 717,723, 970, 1175, 
1380, 1399. 

-Immutable, 538, 1025. 

-Incarnation of, 51, 61, 81, 
190, 278, 289, 291, 352, 420, 491, 
507, 539, 583, 612, 717, 899, 939, 
985, 991, 1121, 1175. 1414, 1436, 
1501. 

-Indwelling, 18, 97, 214, 251, 
318, 333, 392, 457, 513, 533, 543, 
1416. 

-Intercession of, 156, 296, 354, 

602, 747, 1032, 1147, 1188. 
-Invitation of, 269, 364, 389, 

413, 414, 440, 450, 504, 508, 514, 
844, 1089, 1140, 1145, 1288, 1331, 
1372, 1408, 1464, 1467. 
-Jesus, 62, 82, 371, 428, 503, 526, 
538, 554, 628, 737, 833, 920, 1177, 
1245. 



-Judge, 42, 599, 655, 747, 748, 
812, 963, 1128, 1160, 1289, 1377, 
1378, 1513. 

-King of Glory, 47, 97, 146, 
156, 162, 185, 503, 527, 557, 600, 
615, 620, 734, 968, 985, 992, 1107, 
1160. 

-King of Kings, 61, 76, 318, 
829,830,866, 1161, 12U2. 

-King of Saints, 46, 60, 69, 83, 
87, 255, 265, 297, 324, 532, 734, 
761, 835, 1001, 1034, 1097, 1127, 
1183, 1239, 1259. 

-Knocking at the Door, 837, 

-Lamb of God, 31, 38, 54, 136, 
146, 184, 278, 279, 334, 361, 404, 
492, 495, 503, 516, 520, 531, 546, 
575, 092, 731, 745, 755, 790, 833, 
838, 903, 955, 978, 985, 1005, 
1018, 1036, 1049, 1076, 1115, 
1120, 1122, 1123, 1144, 1148, 
1155, 1228, 1229, 1236, 1237, 
1240, 1244, 1261, 1293, 1309, 
1310, 1399, 1419, 1468, 1496. 

-Leader, 75, 502, 533, 541. 

-Life on Earth, 115, 207, 210, 
222, 228, 417, 420, 631, 669, 751, 
847,986, 1007, 1441,1499. 

-Life, our, 157, 533, 750, 1155, 
1325, 1362. 

-Light, 11, 15, 25, 48, 226, 29S, 
591, 751, 805, 867, 870, 943, 993, 
1155, 1271, 1320, 1362, 1464, 
1502. 

-Lion of Judah, 531, 1236. 

-Lord of All, 162. 

-Lord our Righteousness, 
739, 1165. 

-Love of, 30, 59, 77, 92, 107, 
116, 136, 139, 145, 150, 152, 164, 
172, 190, 205, 228, 206, 293, 3X3, 
414, 430, 451, -Hid, 466, 475, 584, 
601, 005, 637, 645, 066, 670, 699, 
752, 755, 795, 806, 866, 870, 902, 
946, 948, 995, 1016, 1025, 1044, 
1077, 1266, 1311, 1424. 

-Majesty of, 937, 992, 1155. 

-Man of Sorrows, 152, 539, 
1488. 

-Manifestation to the Gen- 
tiles, 562, 1150, 1259. 

-Master, 367, 381, 431, 466, 540, 
609, 817, 841, 931, 945, 1248, 
1270, 1340. 

-Mediator, 52, 129, 737, 866, 
985. 

-Meekness of, 178, 340. 

-Messiah, 803, 828, 1029, 1055. 

-Ministry of, 51,53, 178, 222, 
281, 420, 750, 1366. 

-Miracles of, 751, 1141, 1448. 

-Mission of, 51, 145, 178, 195, 
200, 291, 334, 420, 454, 573, 801, 
1070, 1113, 1186, 1366, 1408, 
1414. 

-Morning Star, 109, 077, 1097, 
1143, 1156. 

-Names of, 2, 61, 81, 86, 103, 
129, 139, 145, 146, 162, 196, 274, 
320, 330, 336, 392, 526, 628, 666, 
664, 686, 718, 929, 1074, 1115, 
1138, 1174, 1177. 

-Nativity of, 61, 62. 320, 863, 
875, 991, 1126, 1150, 1516. 



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TOPICAL INDEX. 



Christ, Our Helper, 123, 611, 

1089, 1202, 1266. 
—Our Passover, 649. 
—Patience of, 178. 
—Pattern, Our, 121, 150, 175, 

178,417, 423. 
—Pearl of Great Price,. 353. 

889. 
—Physician, 813, 906, 1086, 

1131, 1260. 
—Power of, 124. 
— Preciousness of, 523, 543, 
929,98-:!, 1048, 1075, 1157, 1158, 
1174, 1177, 1227, 1245, 1264, 
1270, 1282, 1327, 1409, 1419, 
1420, 1421, 1423, 1436, 1450, 
1476, 1507, 1510. 
—Presence of, 149,359, 363, 438, 
518, 523, 564, 590, 841, 901. 1008, 
100'.), 1010, 1041, 1048, 1164, 
1269, 1270, 1323, 1403. 
—Priest, Our, 819, 14-50. 
—Prince of Life, 662, 1299. 
—Prince of Peace, 61, 84, 495, 

662, 818, 906, 943, 1057. 
—Promises of, 129, 389, 462. 
—Ransom, 54, 324, 3S1, 420, 
516, 553, 627, 781, 1228, i310, 
1419, 1449. 
—Redeemer, 35, 145, 314, 491, 
631, 557, 584, 604, 623, 739, 986, 
1018, 1310, 1455. 
—Refuge, 15, 58, 318, 405, 462, 

488, 502, 742, 1044, 1244. 
—Resurrection of, 3, 4, 46, 60, 
87, 95, 104, 221, 294, 350, 456, 
495, 510, 588, 589, 632, 639, 647, 
681, 730, 750. 770, 779, 810, 865, 
895, 912, 900, 1007, 1061, 1084, 
1159, 1169, 1176, 1250, 1387, 
1431, 1433, 1445, 1494. 
—Return to Heaven, 47, 53, 
413, 000, 615, 620, 771, 901, 934, 
968, 1107, 1236, 1487, 1519. 
— Revelation of, 1269. 
—Rock of Ages, 231, .336, 555, 
900, 965, 990, 1090, 1091, 1228, 
1280. 
—Rule of, 72, 303, 513, 706, 712, 

734, 1051, 1055, 1161. 
—Sacrifice, 52, 58, 111, 122, 172, 
389, 414, 520, 523, 688, 967, 97(1, 
1005, 1098, 1250, 1262, 1293, 
1309, 1487. 
—Saviour, 2, 33, 48, 62, 145, 187, 
238, 278, 279, 405, 492, 50<i, 520, 
590, 723, 72(i, 817, 834, 841, 872, 
876, 965, 981. 983. 1084, 1217, 
1248, 1401, 1436, 1442. 
—Sepulchre of, 5, 27, 28, 56, 
104, 241, 434, 448, .509, 594, 632, 
796, 1012, 1016, 1063, 1249, 1250, 
1254, 1500. 
—Shepherd, 2, 32, 60, 149, 153, 
225, 232, 285, 237, 250, 204, 429, 
466, 496, 577, 584, 585, 586, 622, 
649, 709, 742, 744, 752, 809, 868, 
900, 913, 1005, 1010, 1102, 1163, 
1195, 1201, 1238, 1413, 1424, 
1489, 1496, 1.509. 
—Son of God, 84, 278, 319, 670, 

782, 1175. 
—Son of Man, 670, 782, 1078. 



—Substitute, 31, 51.58, 81, 136, 
278, 44S, 45:5. 506, 570, 643, 755, 
791, 792. N00, 955. 958, 970, 996 
1007, 1217, 1260, 1449. 
—Sufferings of, 31, 52, 106, 152, 
153, 172, 178. 200. 233, 234, 335, 
361, 449, 400, 546, 553, 560, 623, 
669, 690, 707, 755, 782, 791, 792, 
872, 955. 978, 980, 995, 1005, 
1049, 1078, 1114, 1117, 1217, 
12.50, 1311, 1488. 
—Sufficiency of, 52, 67, 205, 
278, 361, 414, 514, 573, 579, 703, 
742, 905, 1077, 1109. 
—Sun of Righteousness, 98, 
336, 368, 701, 805, 1045, 1271, 
1315. 
—Surety, 495, 645, 1419. 
—Sympathy of, 228, 354, 1451. 
—Teacher, 298, 322, 532, 543, 

880. 
—Temptations of, 417, 669. 
—Transfiguration of, 288, 319, 

610, 931. 
—Triumphal Entry, 103, 177, 
215, 297, 332, 344, 701, 800, 826, 
849, 885, 1202. 
-Vine, 284, 336. 
—Way, Truth, Life, 157, 181, 

203,353, 413,454,579,661. 
—Weeping, 596, 1294. 
—Word of God, 539, 804. 
—Work, Finished, 547, 980, 

1179, 1228. 
Christians, Blessings of, 39, 
211, 2^2, 698, 699, 744, 789, 984, 
989, 1045, 1077, 1090, 1091,1195, 
1318, 1354, 1496. 
—Christ, Life of, 258, 336, 437, 

472, 518, 533, 681, 990, 1034. 
-Conflicts of, 75, 189, 202, 512, 
546, 1093, 1253, 1318, 1442, 1470. 
— Conquerors through Christ 
184, 189, 380, 512, 631, 639, 640, 
750, 1093, 1498. 
— Dependence on Christ, 67, 
128, 258, 281, 359, 368, 371, 408, 
409, 451, 453, 513, 540, .552, 638, 
652, 656, 706, 752, 808, 833, 879, 
922, 994, 999, 1017, 1022, 1032, 
1044, 1060, 1069, 10*8, 1098, 
1109, 1146, 1174, 1186, 1198, 
1201, 1244, 1264, 1280, 1311, 
1350, 1379, 1406, 1442, 1455, 
1466, 1476. 
—Duties of, 540, 1090. 
—Encouragements of, 499. 
—Example of, 173, 704, 900, 

942, 1090, 1265, 1281, 1415. 

—Fellowship of, 85, 112, 133, 

147, 185, 224, 437, 493, 524, 546, 

942, 1001, 1091, 1281, 1335, 1373. 

—Perseverance of, 202, 502. 

—Safety of, 60, 124, 126, 129, 

211, 232, 237, 501, 502, 879, 941. 

The Church, Afflicted, 468, 

529, 842, 1391. 
—Beloved of God, 714, 814, 
842, 892, 964, 1017, 1206, 1365, 
1391, 1392. 
—Dear to Christians, 85, 335, 
709, 710, 714, 900, 1168, 1257, 
1352, 1354. 



—Glory of, 127, 171, 285, 319, 
518, 714, 814, 937, 964, 990, 1365, 
1391. 
—God the Strength of, 132, 
472, 533, 636, 738, 814, 987, 964, 
1034, 1085, 1168, 1206, 1391. 
—Institutions of, 863, 1206. 
-Militant, 212, 285. 529. 036, 

721, 772, 802, 814, 1002, 1081. 
—Officers of, 519, 1060. 
—Prayer for, 23], 251, 518, 521 
524, 549, 714, 724. 804. 89] . 90')' 
916, 1027, 1033,1034,100(1.1085 
1102, 1127, 1129, 1205, 1276. 
—Revival of, 878, 1033, 1129, 

1273, 1323. 
—Triumph of, 518, 636, 772, 988. 
—Triumphant, 143, 184, 185, 

265, 802, 868, 891, 1081, 1400. 
—Unity of, 8, 143, 147, 185, 437, 
524, 772, 878, 1001, 1060, 1098, 
1129, 1187, 1281, 1373. 
—Uniting with, 14, 85, 102, 

133, 287, 709, 967. 
—Work of, 437, 878. 
Close of Service, 327, 439, 673, 
757, 881, 882. 886, 924, 953, 1011, 
1169, 1331, 1333, 1395, 1396, 1468. 
Comfort, 130, 228, 343. 
Commandments, The, 125. 
Communion, the Lord's 
Table, 153, 172, 277, 423, 440, 
441, 459, 514, 559, 649, 058, 089, 
694, 700, 894, 1000, 1036, 1130, 
1203, 1266, 1305, 1326. 
—With Christ, 109, 185, 281, 
359, 385, 404, 444, 493, 523, 579, 
590, 610, 666, 703, 709, 710, 789, 
790, 870, 945, 983, 1004, 1008, 
1009, 1048, 1061, 1088. 1098, 1227, 
1310, 1327, 1418, 1508, 1509. 
—With God, 147, 1310. 
—With Fellow Believers, 102, 

143, 493. 

Confession of Faith, 129, 1.50, 

196, 278, 436, 550, 652, 789, 1001, 

1009, 1292. 

—of Sin, 70, 71, 99, 122, 142, 164, 

378, 403, 408, 433, 440, 407. 602. 

688, 745, 791, 792, 830, 870, 958, 

1032, 1136, 1280, 1291, 1312, 1469. 

Confidence, 120, 285, 270, 501, 

502, 50li. 602, 059, 004, 798, 809, 

843, 1028, 1075, 1093, 1222, 1317, 

1356. 

Conflict with Sin, 189, 889, 845, 

854, 855, 1028, 1065, 1243, 1341. 

Conformity to Christ, 18, 38, 

83, 115, 121, 1.50, 107, 175. 196, 

221, 279, 333, 424, 430, 481, 517, 

548, 509, 754, 833, 871, 892, 922, 

942, 1098, 1449, 1474. 

Conscience, 113, 158, 214, 235, 

433, 883. 
Consecration of Possessions, 
190, 247, 331, 381, 444, ,552, 576, 
1071. 
—of Self, 14, 20, 36, 52, 105, 107, 
120, 135, 136, 151, 190, 251, 266, 
331, 381, 405, 425, 427, 444, .552, 
570, 593, 605, 600, 712, 7-54, 701, 
790, 1003, 1071, 1222, 1270, 1282, 
1327. 



TOPICAL INDEX. 



XXIX 



Consistencv, 83, 165, 235, 517, 
548, 569, 711, 794, 1018, 1098, 
1099, 1101, 1221, 1222, 1340, 1342. 

Consolation, 98, 718. 

Constancy. 113, 119, 363, 532, 
533, 550, 556, 579, 076, 704, 714, 
752, 754, 783, 794, 795, Nil, 945, 
981, 983, 1017. 1035, 1096, 1221, 
1244. 1341, 1470, 1498 

Contentment, 120, 164,333,732, 
956. 

Contributions, 388, 1361. 

Contrition, 18, 106, 107, 122, 
123, 164, 214, 267, 300, 301, 403, 
404, 405, 408, 409, 450, 467, 597, 
672, 717, 723, 740, 745, 862, 958, 
9b7, 1044, 1251, 1291, 1-336. 

Conversion, 116, 125,404,922, 
967, 1040, 1251, 1329. 

Conviction of Sin, 108, 122, 
403, 404, 405, 742, 1250. 

Corner-stone, Laying a, 215, 
306, 024, 1173, 1482. 

Courage, 122, 189, 249, 258, 345, 
494, 512, 704. 721, 766, 842, 864, 
990, 1042, 1065, 1384. 

Covenant of Grace, 20, 130, 
278, 692. 752. 

Covenanting together, 878, 
881,882,886,942, 1011, 1166, 

Cross and Crown, 92, 345, 905. 

—Bearing, 69, 92. 

Crowns of Glory, 512, 1444. 

Daily Food, 308, 566, 1263. 

Daily Toil, 201, 226, 402. 

Darkness, Spiritual, 536, 591, 
661, 672, 705, .805, 943, 1136, 1222, 
1265,1271,1291,1337, 1502. 

Day of Grace, 386, 414, 748, 
1128, 1372. 

Death, Confidence in, 91, 130, 
135, 138, 172, 5.19, 589, 656, 675, 
696, 746, 751, 791, 910, 1110. 

—Conquered, 265, 538, 632, 657, 
1219, 1460. 

—Fear of, Overcome, 85, 176, 
183, 366, 476. 696, 764, 1147, 
1222, 1227, 1244, 1299, 1381, 1442. 

-of Aged, 1218. 

—of Believers, 53, 91, 104, 143, 

411, 479, 1037, 1339, 1344, 1349. 
—of Children, 169, 485, 572, 5S6, 

1072, 1417. 
—of Friends, 53, 104, 143, 479, 

656, 1225, 1252, 1503. 
—of a Minister, 4-58, 904, 1300, 

1339. 
—Preparation for, 696, 1218, 

1219. 
—Second, 654, 985, 1343. 
Declension, Spiritual, 745, 

862, 1147, 1477. 
Decrees of God, 478, 625. 
Dedication of Self, 40, 58, 83, 

105, 107, 151, 413, 481, 546, 674, 

717, 755, 919, 1071, 1277, 1429. 
Dedications, 65, 171, 215, 306, 

412, 1173. 

Delay, 364, 414, 508, 543, 967, 
1288, 1408. 



Dependence on God, 17. 165, 
199, 202, 259, 299, 427, 444, 452, 
468, 695, 743, 1263 1304. 

—on Grace, 41, 67, 82, 151, 208, 
235, 253, 278, 285, 342, 403, 404, 
453, 680, 754, 869, 915, 961, 1034, 
1260, 1324, 1351, 1432, 1469. 

Deliverance, 238, 468, 506, 529, 
711, 751, 760, 839, 872, 1379, 1384. 

Depravity, 108, 409. 427, 582, 
742, 745, 813, 986, 1145, 1186, 
1265, 1286, 1296. 

Despondency, 202, 475, 555, 
765. 

Diligence, 565, 845, 8-53, 1253. 

Doubt, 3, 188, 202, 229, 506, 965, 
1147, 1265, 1329, 1440. 

Doxologies, 6, 26, 28, 80, 140, 
144, 242, 248, 254, 262, 286, 309, 
310, 393, 446, 505, 522, 619, 658, 
920, 924, 1054, 1105, 1184, 1185, 
1246, 1255, 1256, 1277, 1307, 
1308, 1328, 1376, 1394, 1437, 
1472. 

Duty, 34, 121, 258, 325, 565, 574, 
695, 786, 853, 854, 1041, 1042, 
1314. 

Early Piety, 119, 161, 166, 328, 
370, 630, 768, 769, 846, 8-57, 1191, 
1238, 1413, 1448, 1499. 

Earnestness, 193, 839, 1003. 

Earthly Pleasures, 257, 508, 
534, 588, 640, 709, 764, 1418. 

Ebenezer, 421, 506, 961, 1347. 

Eden, 1401, 1453. 

Election, 977, 1010, 1017, 1265. 

Eternal Life, 243, 265, 270, 339, 
479, 632, 716, 748, 764, 822, 977, 
1007, 1137, 1160, 1229, 1299, 
1303, 1304, 1325, 1343, 1460. 

Eternal Punishment, 270, 
741, 986, 1343, 1513. 

Evening, 11, 29, 70, 73, 237, 
271, 272, 273, 275, 355, 360, 369, 
394, 399, 400, 439, 457, 461, 469, 
476, 480, 528, 542. 570, 603, 612, 
613, 641, 702, 767, 1279, 1315, 
1359, 1458, 1459, 1306, 1512. 

Faith, 30, 108, 122, 143, 148, 188, 
203, 221, 222, 257, 342, 353, 408, 
476, 889, 992, 1034, 1135, 1158, 
1159. 

—Blessedness of, 5, 415, 712, 
782, 1318. 

—Confession of, 129, 150, 652, 
1433. 

—Gift of God, 188. 

—Justification by, 108, 200, 
278, 342, 813, 922, 1049, 1144, 
1186, 1228, 1260, 1262, 1293, 
1324. 

—Prayer for, 96, 122, 123, 148, 
18S, 221, 1032. 

— Walking by, 155. 

Fall of Man, 583, 597, 986, 1288, 
1295. 

Family, 888, 1015, 1257, 1415. 

Fast Days, 267, 300, 301, 468, 
1180. 

Fearfulness, 256. 347, 431, 811, 
979, 1244, 1311, 1384, 1495. 

Festivals, 676, 878, 913, 916, 
917, 1056, 1194, 1231, 1365, 1369. 



Fidelity, 8, 64, 96, 100, 189, 234, 
325, 488, 494, 517, 535, 676, 682, 
695, 752, 764, 786, 839, 841, 881, 
882, 88;-!, 903, 990, 1019, 1035, 
1042, 1060, 1242, 1270, 1340, 
1470, 1498. 

Following Christ, 8, 64, 173, 
2i5, 269, 345, 387, 471, 517. 546, 
580, 609, 611, 617, 710, 739, 841, 
1027, 1418. 

For those at Sea. 338. 561, 667, 
831, 1196. 

Forbearance, 112, 175, 601. 

Forgiveness of Injuries, 175. 

—of Sin, 92, 175, 180. 

Forsaking all for Christ, 257, 
258, 580. 617, 676, 797, 921, 956, 
1227, 1317, 1409. 

Foundation of Hope, 14, 278, 
329, 342, 371, 381, 431, 452, 501, 
534, 589, 60>, 652, 659. 739, 742, 
781, 791. 792, 798, 813, 994, 1004, 
1047, 1049, 1144, 1186, 1253, 
1260, 1261, 1280, 1291, 1317, 
1324, 1432, 1466. 

Frailty of Man, 11, 64, 279, 
611. 

Friends in Heaven, 95, 104, 
143, 479, 1364, 148-5. 

Fruits of Grace, 41, 226, 257, 
263, 284, 321, 569, 1124, 1260, 
1395. 

Gethsemane, 764, 792, 944, 
1250, 1261. 

God, All-seeing, 743, 1390, 1474. 

—Almighty, 57, 119, 307, 1310, 
1390. 

—Attributes of, 160, 1154, 
1453. 

—Being of, 1154. 

— Benevolence of, 43, 160, 174. 

—Compassion of, 738, 1092. 

—Condescension of, 707, 1082, 

—Covenant Keeping, 96, 602, 
1438. 

—Creator, 49, 57, 246, 304, 314, 
447, 593, 695, 738. 

—Eternal, 126, 130, 312, 599, 
743, 815, 1154. 

—Faithfulness of, 42, 45, 72, 
96. 130, 221, 555. 597, 602, 704, 
738, 842, 1066, 1082, 1092, 1391, 
1392, 1478. 

—Father, 117, 130, 249, 250, 478, 
704, 705, 732, 733, 967, 1065, 
1082, 1226, 1243. 1263, 1267, 1310, 
1316, 1317, 1337, 1390, 1453, 1457, 
1505. 

—Forbearance of, 599,787,1148. 

—Glory of, 447, 926, 1192, 1453. 

—Goodness of, 43, 89, 105, 109, 
117, 160, 186, 232, 246, 302, 362, 
447, 530, 697. 735, 738. 744, 783, 
926, 1082, 1102, 1178, 1206, 1279, 
1310, 1338, 1390, 1438, 1439, 1452. 

—Grace of, 13, 101, 108, 117, 
362, 504, 627, 698, 7-52. 

—Greatness of, 110, 312. * 

—Guardian, 36, 98, 124, 130, 
211, 271, 295, 300. 346, 398, 501, 
765, 807, 842, 1028, 10S3, 1206, 
1474, 1512, 1514. 



XXX 



TOPICAL INDEX. 



God, Guide, 124, 126, 240, 295, 
501, 1192, 1218, 1337, 1457. 

—Helper, 64, 123, 126, 207, 421, 
468, 502, 704, 765, 787, 807, 1082, 
1471, 1495. 

—Holiness, 793, 1119, 1312. 

—Immutable, 815, 1218, 1383, 
1391. 

—Incomprehensible, 89, 202, 
793. 

—Indwelling of, 18, 214, 006, 
1389. 

—Infinite, 1154. 

—In Nature, 43, 118, 137, 147. 

— Jehovah, 267, 312, 530, 1051, 
1192, 1223, 1291, 1381. 

—Justice of, 125, 735, 959, 1295, 
1312, 13.38, 1392. 

—King of Kings, 57, 267, 1052. 

— Longsuffering of, 312, 967, 
1223. 

—Love of, 98, 111, 192, 228, 233, 
250, 312, 330, 347, 362, 501, 599, 
637, 645, 707, 733,793, 967, 1009, 
1092, 1223, 1297, 1306, 1312, 
1358, 1389, 1391, 1424, 1440, 
1452, 1471, 1495. 

—Mercy of, 186, 228, 271, 302, 
304, 314, 362, 582. 599, 743, 787, 
959, 1030, 1093, 1148, 1192,1223, 
1291, 1295, 1312, 1338, 1392, 
1438, 1452, 1475. 

—Mysterious, 89, 202. 

—Omnipotent, 96, 137, 501, 
593, 735, 1392, 1495. 

—Omnipresent, 66, 238. 

—Omniscient, 45, 64. 

—Patience of, 271, 787. 

—Perfections of, 147, 926, 1154. 

—Prayer-hearing, 66, 105, 192, 
299, 606, 1030, 1198, 1505, 1512. 

—Providence of, 43, 44, 57, 89, 
186, 228, 232, 238, 272, 295, 302, 
304, 308, 313, 357, 421, 501, 530, 
695, 732, 733, 738, 807, 843, 926, 
1082, 1178, 1206, 1274, 1267, 1439, 
1474, 1478, 1514. 

—Presence of, 120, 316, .501, 
1026. 

—Safety in, 192, .501, 695, 1028, 
1263. 

— Sovereign tv of, 89, 174, 209, 
312, 339, 735, 1178, 1495. 

—Truth of, 314, 602, 704. 

— Unchangeableness of, 126. 

— Unsearchablencss of, 1380. 

—Wisdom of, 89, 147, 174, 209, 
735, 1310, 13.58, 1440, 1495. 

Gospel, Acceptance of, 105, 
135, 148, 149, 163, 462, 480, 967, 
1066, 1260. 

—Power of, 115, 163, 307, 363. 

—Rejection of, 163. 

—Spread of, 79, 124, 283, .338, 
362, 388, 401, 435, 642, 6-54, 679, 
684, 828, 830, 831, 832. 855, 896, 
914. 1024), 1035, 1072, 1091, 1182, 
1199, 1207, 1243, 1273, 1276, 1375, 
1393,13*7, 1404, 1405, 1425, 1426. 

—Triumph of, 76, 79, 401, 455, 
801, 818, 828, 855, 1151. 



Grace, 74, 108, 165, 250, 253, 278, 

330. 
Gratitude, 7, 36, 99, 107, 120, 

128, 136, 145, 160, 162, 172, 186, 
206. 293, 331, 428, 466, 492, 553, 
576, 696, 712, 939, 961, 1009, 1018, 
1076, 1265, 1451, 1452. 

Grave, 101, 479, 632, 1486. 
Growth in Grace, 41, 83, 90, 

100, 113, 116, 136, 167, 175. 203, 

214. 230, 263, 281, 425, 426, 452. 

460, 481, 496, 513, 681, 76<, 872, 

932, 948. 964, 1004, 1039, 1086, 

1221, 1297, 1389. 
Guidance, Divine, 113, 167, 

173, 179, 295, 501, 502, 535, 536, 

541, 580, 621, 675. 732, 743, 744, 

876, 928, 929, 947, 965. 1195, 

1198, 1244, 12.59, 1275, 1337, 1381 

1457, 1502, 1514. 
Happiness, 67, 190, 235, 390, 

523, 709, 710, 744, 902, 980, 1048, 

1058, 1075, 1421. 
Harvest, Spiritual, 256, 260, 

464, 954, 966, 1169, 1199, 1360, 

1393, 1397. 
—Temporal, 313, 660, 850, 851, 

1050, 1233, 1267, 1439. 
Hearing the Word, 591, 60S, 

685, 880, 1407. 
Heart, Change of, 116, 1329, 

1477. 
—Clean, 116, 318, 884. 
—Searching of, 159, 165, 883, 

1128, 1288. 
—Sinful, 405. 
—Surrender of, 99, 116, 214, 

218, 403, 404, 405, 408, 481, 523, 

553, 583, 593, 605, 662, 705, 860, 

919, 921, 950, 967, 1202, 1288. « 
Heathen, 79, 654, 856. 1006, 1055, 

1207, 1397, 1405, 142.5. 
Heaven, 11, 31, 49. 53, 74, 95, 97, 

129, 141, 143, 155, 169, 176, 183, 
184, 265, 330, 339, 340. 383, 396, 
464, 476, 482, 504, 512, 511. 578, 
625, 626, 629, 727, 761, 776, 788, 
812, 821, 822, 823, 824, 825, 861, 
893, 897. 902, 949. 977. 997, 1059, 
1079, 1 123, 1 ISO, 1190. 1224, 1224, 
1229, 1247, 1264, 1507. 

Heavens, Starry, 48, 147. 
Heirship with Christ, 59, 135, 

211, 450, 461, 698, 699, 737, 1010, 

1316. 
Hell, 398, 558, 1005, 1028. 
Holiness, 40, 60, 116, 125, 135, 

226, 339, 375, 376, 466, 406. 516, 

548, 681, 872, 889, 948, 964, 1019, 

1039, 1221, 1409. 
Holy Spirit, Baptism of, 110, 

401. 
—Comforter, 198. 397, 665, 936, 

1124, 112.5, 1133, 1142, 1367. 
—Descent of, 110, 445, 1484. 
—Divine, 374, 375,376, 442, 608, 

635, 979, 1133. 

—Earnest of, 374, 608, 979, 1133. 

— Enlightener, 21, 94, 156, 167, 
179, 263, 373, 442, 454, 532, 536, 
591, 608, 633, 635, 969, 1124, 

1125, 1133, 1348. 

—Fruits of, 373, 374, 37.5, 397, 
4-13, 445, 1124, 112-5. 



—Grieved, 460, 745. 

—Guide, 928, 936, 1095, 1133, 

1142. 
—Indwelling, 18, 155, 375, 392, 

608, 665, 1095, 1142, 1272, 1367. 
—Influences of, 110, 148, 150, 

374. 442, 633, 635, 909, 1033, 
1095, 1124, 1125, 1133, 1135, 1142. 

— Inspirer, 94, 142, 148, 156, 373, 

375, 445, 969, 1484. 
—Invoked, 110, 142, 148, 198, 

212, 322, 373, 375, 376, 406, 416, 

442, 443, 445, 524. 633, 685, 909, 

928, 1033. 1124, 1125, 1133, 1329, 

1348, 1367, 1407, 1481. 
—Leadings of, 374, 397, 460. 
—Presence of, 1367. 
—Regenerating, 94, 373, 376, 

397, 404, 408, 60S, 635, 1033, 

1124, 1125, 1 133, 1329, 1389, 1407. 
—Sealing, 91, 665, 979, 1040, 

1198. 
—Sought, 94, 353, 60S, 665, 1027, 

1095, 1128, 1274. 
—Teachings of, 376, 397, 635, 

936, 1095. 
—Witnessing, 374, 1348. 
Home, 183, 812, 821, 1015, 1190, 

1303, 1384. 
Hope, 120, 129, 208, 256, 371, 415, 

460, 704, 716, 761, 788, 807, 1026, 

1388. ' 
Hosanna, 1518. 
Humility , 11 4, 121, 122, 167, 220, 

409, 523, 1066, 1370, 1392, 1477. 
Ingratitude, 1430, 1456. 
Installation, 419. 
Israel, 162, 282, 677, 803, 818, 

1151. 
Jerusalem, New, 129, 171, 183, 

185, 626, 629, 776, 824, 825, 891, 

1189, 1280, 1224, 1303. 
Jov, 67, 190, 390, 400, 531, 577, 

590, 709, 710, 744. 800, 1030, 

1137, 1183, 1318, 1354, 1420. 
Jubilee, 1182, 1243. 
Judgment Day, 245, 278, 558, 

599, 647, 747, 748, 9S8, 1289, 

1377, 1378, 1513. 
Kingdom of Christ. Prayed 

for, 337, 483, 1029, 1 L27, 1375. 
—Progress of, 201, 801, 1183, 

1375. 
—Triumph of, 49, 185, 303, 455, 

801, 818, 1051, 1055, 1151, 1425. 
Law of God, 125. 
—and Gospel, 55, 110, 677, 749, 

1320. 
Life, Brevitv of, 11, 22, 70, 270, 

457, 743, 815, 1073, 1368, 1490. 
—Solemnity of, 386. 
—Uncertainty of, 143, 535, 696, 

1443. 
— Vanitv of, 487, 5 r 8, 720, 1201, 

1233, 1368, 1443, 1465. 
Little Things, 325, 357, 1342. 
Longing for Christ, 155, 268, 

296, 321, 333, 341, 430, 451, 474, 

497, 564, 637, 687, 719, 799, 817, 

836, 943, 948, 1097. 1127, 1269, 

1397, 1444, 1485, 1-509, 1510. 



TOPICAL INDEX. 



XXXI 



Longing for God, 117, 208, 268, 
487, 733. 

-for Heaven, 155, 183, 487, 650, 
683, 763, 821, 824, 979, 997, 
1189, 1224, 1303, 1465, 1473, 
1504, 1510, 1511. 

—for Holiness, 40, 116, 117, 135, 
487, 520, 564, 711, 715, 980, 1093, 
1477. 

Looking to Jesus, 48, 279,427, 
431, 432, 454, 498, 516, 523, 611, 
688, 706, 741, 755, 889, 915, 983. 
100"), 1043, 1216, 1228, 1244, 
1261, 1263, 1286, 1292, 1302, 
1384, 1455. 

Lord's Day. 131, 396, 479, 820, 
887, 1171, 1172, 1284, 1332, 1355, 
1359. 

Lords House, 132, 149, 171, 
201, 212, 215, 296, 806, 392, 412. 
476, 480, 544, 606, 926, 1026, 
1045, 11.53, 1168, 1284, 1323, 
1365, 1367, 1380. 

Lord's Prayer, 651, 1319, 1517. 

Lord's Supper, 12, 24, 153, 172, 
277, 423, 440, 441, 459. 514, 559, 
649, 653, 689, 694, 700, 719, 725, 
894, 1000, 1036, 1061, 1079, 1130, 
1203, 1305, 1326, 1451, 1468. 

Love to Christ, 19,59, 105, 114, 
150, 152, 196, 205, 235, 253, 266, 
335. 430, 468, 488, 523, 668, 671, 
706, 791. 792, 795. 811, 840, 951. 
952, 981, 993, 1018, 1066, 1096, 
1111, 1165, 1227, 1245, 1265, 1447. 

—to God, 105, 1137. 

Manna, 1045, 1061, 1496. 

Martyrs, 96, 26-5, 484, 607, 676, 
721. 864. 1035, 1056, 1080, 1113, 
1189, 1364, 1427. 

Mediation, 1076. 

Mercifulness, 38. 

Mercy-seat, 71, 164, 1152, 1163, 
1380, 1442. 

Ministry, The, 34, 124, 163, 204, 
317, 387, 851, 412, 419, 515, 519, 
571, 678, 679, 684, 786, 914, 925, 
930, 1041, 1042, 1060, 1129, 1192, 
1426, 1428. 

Missions, 79, 6-54. 679, 828, 830, 
832, 914, 1207, 1397, 1425. 

Missionaries, 78, 124, 283, 337, 
338, 551. 574, 642, 679, 684, 831, 
914. 925, 1006, 1014, 1022, 1193, 
1197, 1199, 1207, 1382, 1405, 
1426. 

Morning, 13, 36, 48, 226, 348, 

356, 357, S72, 595, 671, 727, 932, 

. 933, 1200, 1220, 1271, 1275, 1278, 

' 1279, 1398. 

Mourners, 95, 229, 294, 299, 479, 
596, 765, 908, 1239, 1240. 

National, 57, 137, 158, 267, 300, 
301, 307, 346, 785, 10.53, 1149, 
1180, 1230, 1231, 1233, 1393, 1402. 

Nature, Beauties of, 48, 1257. 

—God seen in, 48, 118, 137, 147, 
850, 1257. 

Nearness to God, 167, 254, 452, 
481, 927, 1241, 1242, 1260, 1303, 
1304, 1390. 

—to Heaven, 476. 

Need of God, 457, 551, 808, 836. 



Needful, One Thing, 880, 889. 
New Year, 22, 154, 295,728,762, 

1170, 1490. 
New Year Eve, 916, 1073, 1347, 

1383. 
Night, 88, 273, 275, 394, 461, 469, 

528, 767, 904. 
Obedience to God, 21, 38, 44, 

60, 112, 121, 175, 210, 214, 481, 

563, 593, 695, 1021, 1342, 1421. 

Offerings, 388, 447,562,871,954, 

1150, 1153, 1259, 1361. 
Old Age, 501, 663, 686. 
Olivet, 288, 819, 
Oneness with Christ, 105, 109, 

116, 138, 326, 353, 390, 870, 884, 

946, 1100, 1418, 1446. 

Onward, 611, 721, 763, 772, 775, 

1243. 
Ordination, 930. 
Paradise, 449, 620, 823, 910, 1418, 

1420, 1504. 

Pardon Found, 14, 101, 413, 450, 
648, 787, 813, 833, 860, 955, 983, 
1086, 1144, 1148, 1324,1489, 1491. 

-Offered, 106, 250, 389,414, 504, 
508, 5.50, 553, 597, 648, 662, 741, 
911, 1046, 114,5, 1260, 1262, 1286, 
1289, 1292, 1331, 1336, 1408, 1432, 
1467, 1475. 

—Sought, 31, 70, 71, 175, 187, 240, 
267, 271, 318, 333, 378, 403, 404, 
408, 433, 440, 574, 717, 723, 740, 
742, 754, 787, 906, 907, 1032, 1128, 
1131, 1136, 1138, 1244, 1251, 1261, 
1280, 1287, 1291, 1312, 1374, 1468. 

Parents, 365, 587, 918. 

Parting, 224, 439, 1169, 1197, 
1331, 1335. 

Passover, 816. 

Patience, 122, 207, 260, 464, 482, 
704, 733, 807, 979, 1495. 

Peace of Christians, 106, 138, 
175. 220, 871, 489. 460, 468, 529, 
534, 560, 703, 709, 710, 751, 889, 
924, 938, 980, 982, 1085, 1088, 
1137, 1141, 1253, 1274, 1312, 1396, 

1421, 1468, 1487. 
National, 158, 346, 785, 818, 1052, 

1055. 
Perils, 124. 
Perseverance, 193. 202,234,236, 

326, 363, 464, 502, 532, 535, 617, 

666. 
Pestilence, 941. 
Pilgrimage, 15, 22, 64, 75, 120, 

160, 5:35, 538, 541, 574, 578. 603, 

669, 753, 775, 776, 8.52, 876, 903, 

1024, 1069. 1122, 1143, 1192, 1227, 

1298, 1337, 1381. 
Poor, The, 128, 908, 999, 1265. 

Praise, 35, 43, 49, 68, 77, 103, 111, 
131, 139, 143, 147, 162, 174, 186, 
192, 200, 276, 329. 330, 346, 347, 
362, 392, 396, 447, 466, 488, 492, 
495, 503, 531, 5.54, 616, 627, 628, 
6-50, 691, 693, 697. 712, 713, 714, 
735, 737, 738, 758, 760, 781, 783, 
829, 834, 890, 898, 898, 939, 961, 
970, 976, 1018. 1034, 1082, 1083, 
1097, 1098, 1106, 1113, 1115, 1121, 
1122, 1123, 1155, 1160, 1192, 1206, 



1223, 1237, 1257, 1297, 1298, 1306, 
1365, 1389, 1400, 1414, 1423, 1433, 
1438. 
-Calls to, 81, 144, 146, 162, 185, 
246, 293, 302, 303, 804, 311, 314, 
334. 530, 618, 697, 893, 1030, 1084, 
HOt, 1178, 1237. 1239, 1240,1248, 

1273, 1354, 1392. 

Prayer, 10, 33, 66, 72, 105, 117, 
119, 122, 149, 157, 164, 171, 197, 
201, 228, 299, 333, 354, 408, 418, 
506, 923, 981, 1101, 1153, 1201, 
1205, 1244, 1274, 1474, 1478, 1505. 

— Encourgements to, 164, 923, 
957, 1038, 1070, 1152, 1226, 1302, 

1321, 1357. 
—Importunity in, 1038, 1321, 

1357. 
—Union in, 418, 1335. 
Pride, 78, 409, 705, 1066, 1392, 

1477. 
Promises, 115, 275,501,602,1032. 
Prophecy, 42, 583, 647, 898, 1066, 

1151, 1366. 
Pure in Heart, 179, 548, 1370. 
Race, the Christian, 193, 380, 

532, 583. 
Reception of Members, 133, 

287. 
Regeneration, 403, 404, 408, 591, 

647, 1062. 
Renouncing all for Christ, 

133, 257, 258, 331, 888, 387, 405, 

466, 578, 950, 956, 1003, 1019, 

1075, 1282, 1418. 
Repentance, 114, 159, 267, 271, 

318, 404, 433, 871, 911, 958, 1032, 

1046, 1251. 
Resignation, 16, 44, 53, 120, 

122, 130, 138, 160, 174, 207, 209, 

238, 251, 383, 348, 345, 405, 464, 

473, 478,' 481, 486, 552, 634, 694, 

732, 733, 1026, 1241, 1242, 1267, 

1349, 1356, 1358, 1362, 1440, 1443, 

1457, 1478, 1514. 
Rest, 72, 77, 88, 105, 390, 474, 703, 

844, 889, 948, 1075, 1088, 1089, 

1093, 1137, 1140, 1201. 1253, 

1274, 1311, 1343, 1344, 1464. 
Resurrection of Believers, 4, 

46, 91, 95, 104, 221. 888. 4.56, 
479, 527, 588, 589, 632, 716, 748, 
960. 969, 1061, 1110, 1289, 1344, 
1877, 1460. 

Return to God, 105, 1147, 1148, 
1251. 

Revival, 94, 142, 268, 298, 1128, 

1322, 1329. 

Riches, 119, 269, 764, 1075. 

Safety, 32. 78. 

Sailors, 57. 

Saints, Blessedness of, 143. 

—Example of, 1364, 1427. 

—Glorified. 74, 184, 265, 341, 

487, 527, 607. 625. 802. 848, 893, 

897, 997, 1035, 1059, 1080, 1101, 

1189, 1190, 1247, 1297, 1427, 

1511. 
— Securitv of. 32, 138, 211, 501, 

941, 1028, 1075, 1190. 
—Union with Christ, 138, 147. 

224, 546, 556, 682, 878, 942, 

1060. 



XXX11 



TOPICAL INDEX. 



Saints, IMion with Each 
Other, 133, 147, 224, 546, 682, 
692, 878, 942, 1045, 1060, 1091, 

Salvation, 69, 105, 389, 432, 553, 
557, 578, 618, 648, 902, 943, 1136, 
1138, 1139, 1165, 1179, 1289, 
1324, 1374, 1389, 1400, 1491. 

Satan, 164, 211, 265, 324, 406, 
4(12. 529, 532. .567, 669, 741, 750, 
770, 968, 1028, 1055, 108-5, 1075, 
1263, 1379, 1470, 1478. 

Seasons, The, 43, 313, 727, 774, 
935, 1439. 

Seeking God, 48, 162, 1128, 1136. 

Seed-sowing, 256, 260. 

Self-Denial, 175, 227, 871. 

Selfishness, 175, 871. 

Self-Righteousness, 408, 409, 
440, 467, 680, 840, 1186, 1260, 
1261, 1265, 1287. 

Service of God, 38, 78, 105, 135, 
161, 218, 222, 227, 249, 323, 357, 
367, 460, 494, 516, 553, 565, 695, 
786, 853, 9.54, 1010, 1290, 1340, 
1342, 1346, 1412, 1426. 

Sickness, 207, 343, 657, 666, 669, 

1311, 1441. 
Simplicity, 235, 14.54. 

Sin, 106, 107, 200 280, 398, 462, 
516, 550, 555, 597, 631, 701, 711, 
741, 840, 871, 872, 948, 986, 1019, 
1061, 1251, 1311. 

Sinai, 55, 110, 749. 

Sincerity, 235, 883, 1263. 

Sleep, 88, 877, 904, 907. 

Soldier, Christian, 546, 766, 
772, 839, 845, 854, 855, 864, 922, 
1022. 1042. 1321, 1341, 1498. 

Sowins: and Reaping, 256, 260, 

720, 966, 1360, 1393. ' 
Star in the East, 173, 179, 1362. 



Strength as our Days, 657, 732. 
Sympathy, 732, 908, 1060, 1335, 

1338, 1361. 
Tabor, 55, 288. 
Teachers, 858, 128-5, 1428. 
Te Deum, 1112. 
Temperance, 213, 1296. 
Temptation, 31, 33, 64, 462, 513, 

529, 541, 631, 656, 669, 704, 707, 

764, 787, 1019, 106-5. 1250, 1341, 
1349, 1374, 1879, 1442, 1470. 

Thanksgiving Day, 313, 1178, 

Throne of Grace, 66, 1038, 1108, 
1302. 

Travelers, 561, 927. 

Trinity, 14, 63, 216, 217, 305, 311, 
379. 393, 410, 500, 525, 537, 621, 
736,780, 784, 873, 874, 1064, 1068, 
1120, 1134, 1181, 1192, 1221, 1234, 
1235, 1258, 1385. 

Trust, 17, 45, 89, 122, 129, 154, 
160, 174, 179, 192, 208, 209, 235, 
478, 481, .501, 536, 532, 555, 584, 
602, 69.5, 698, 704, 705, 721, 732, 

765, 793, 807, 843. 927, 965, 1030, 
1066, 1093, 1109, 1139, 1263, 
1267, 1337, 1349, 1356. 1363, 
1384, 1457, 1478, 1495, 1514. 

Truthfulness, 113, 122. 
Unbelief, 108, .506, 602, 1271. 
Vacation, 1515. 
Victorv of Believers, 96, 133, 

189, 193, 26-5, 398, 512, 845, 848, 

855, 864, 897, 1028, 1035, 1059, 

1065, 1080, 1297, 1427. 
Vows, Christian, 132, 151, 390, 

871, 888. 
Walking with God, 224, 809, 

1263. 
Wandering, 844, 961, 1148, 1251, 

1288, 1372, 1390, 1424, 1429, 

1489. 



War, 818, 10-55. 

Warfare, Christian, 189, 3=0, 
398, 512, 527, 529, 540, 766, 839, 
844, 845, 854, 855, 864, 1065, 
1341, 1498. 

Warnings, 386, 1408. 
Wasting Life, 386, 720. 

Watchfulness, 113, 568, 810, 
1017,1019, 1033, 1062,1116. 1248, 
1314, 1340, 1341, 1345, 1397, 1409. 

Water of Life, 648, 687, 1464. 

Waywardness, 672. 

Weary in Well-Doing, 611, 
966. 

Wedding, 168, 827, 1162, 1268, 
1371. 

Winning Souls, 149, 1296, 1427. 

Wisdom, 119, 322, 323, 743, 815. 

Witnessing, 516, 518, 519, 642, 
678, 684, 868, 896, 914, 952. 1027, 
1034, 1035, 1056, 1091. 

Work, 201, 222, 853, 1248, 1253, 
1346. 

Worship, 57, 114, 132, 149, 171, 
197, 201, 212, 296, 305, 316, 362, 
391, 392, 395, 396, 406, 412. 426, 
438, 439, 477, 541, 549, 581, 591, 
609, 624, 685, 738, 758, 834, 887, 
888, 926, 938, 1001, 1002, 1010 
1015, 1026, 1084, 1064, 1079, 1101, 
1102,1106, 1108,1115, 1119.1122, 
1123, 1153, 1161, 1163, 1164, 1168, 
1178, 1192, 1198, 1206, 1274, 1323, 
1367, 1380, 1406. 

Wrath of God, 599, 1260, 1265, 
1289. 

Yoke of Christ, 402, 617, 739. 

Youth, 119, 161, 166, 432, 846, 
1238. 

Zion, 824, 825, 855, 937, 1151, 
1194, 1391. 



Okkicbs ok Worship, 



Tl All standing, the Leader shall say : 
It is a good thing to give thanks unto 
the Lord, and to sing praises unto Thy 
Name, O Most High : to show forth Thy 
loving-kindness in the morning, and 
Thy faithfulness every night. For 
Thou, Lord, hast made me glad through 
Thy work : I will triumph in the works 
of Thy hands. 

This is the day which the Lord hath 
made ; we will rejoice and be glad in it. 

The righteous shall nourish like the 
palm-tree: he shall grow like a cedar 
in Lebanon. Those that be planted in 
the house of the Lord shall nourish in 
the courts of our God. 

We will enter into His gates with 
thanksgiving, and into His courts ivith 
praise. 

O Lord, open Thou our lips ; 
And our mouths shall shoiv forth Thy 
praise. 

\\ Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 591. 
Father, God, Thy love we praise, 

Which gave Thy Son to die ; 
Jesus, full of truth and grace, 

Alike we glorify; 
Spirit, Comforter Divine, 

Praise by all to Thee be given, 
Till we in full chorus join, 
When earth is changed for heaven. 

f Then shall follow the Scripture Lesson, and a 
short address and prayer, at the discretion of the 
Leader, after which the TeDeum Laudamus shall 
be said or chanted : 

We praise Thee, God; we acknowl- 
edge Thee to be the Lord. 

All the c.irth doth worship Thee, the 
Father everlasting. 

Tp Thee all angels I cry dtoud, the 
heavens andiall therpoivers therein. ' 

To Thee cherubim and 1 serabnim conA 
tinually do\cry. 

Holy, holy, holy ^ Lor d\God. of\Sabaoth; 

Heaven and earth are full of the' ma- 
jesty of Thy glory. 



The glorious company of the apostles 
praise Thee. 

The goodly fellowship of the prophets 
praise Thee. 

The noble army of martyrs praise 
Thee. 

The holy Church throughout all the 
world doth acknowledge Thee: 

The Father, of an infinite majesty ; 

Thine adorable, true and only Son; 

Also the Holy Ghost, the Comforter. 

Thou art the King of glory, O Christ. 

Thou art the everlasting Son of the 
Father. 

When Thou tookest upon Thee to de- 
liver man, Thou didst humble Thyself to 
be born of a virgin. 

When Thou hadst overcome the sharp- 
ness of death, Thou didst open the King- 
dom of heaven to all believers. 

Thou sittest at the right hand of God, 
in the glory of the Father. 

We believe that Thou shalt come to be 
our Judge. 

We therefore pray Thee, help Thy ser- 
vants, whom Thou hast redeemed with 
Thy precious blood; 

Make them to be numbered with Thy 
saints, in glory everlasting. 

O Lord, save Thy people, and bless 
Thine heritage. 

Govern them, and lift them up forever. 

Day by day toe magnify Thee ; 

And we worship Thy Name ever, world 
without end. 

Vouchsafe, O Lord, to keep us this day 
without sin. 

O Lord, have mercy upon us, have 
mercy upon us. 

O Lord, let Thy mercy lighten upon us, 
as our trust is in Thee. 

O Lord, in Thee have I trusted; let me 
never be confounded. 



OFFICES OF WORSHIP. 
II. 



T All standing, the Leader shall say : 

Remember now thy Creator in the 
days of thy youth. 

Serve Him with gladness, and mag- 
nify His Name for ever ! 

What shall I render unto the Lord for 
all His benefits towards me? I will take 
the cup of salvation and call upon the 
Name of the Lord. 

If we say that we have no sin, we 
deceive ourselves, and the truth is not 
in us. If we confess our sins, He is 
faithful and just to forgive us our sins, 
and to cleanse us from all unrighteous- 
ness. 

O Lord, we have sinned against heaven 
and before Thee, and are no more worthy 
to be called Thy children. We acknowl- 
edge our transgressions unto Thee. Have 
mercy upon us, O Lord; according to 
Thy loving-kindness, and the multitude 
of Thy tender mercies, blot out our trans- 
gressions, through Jesus Christ, our Sa- 
viour. Amen. 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Hallowed be Thy Name ; Thy Kingdom 
come ; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our doily 
bread; and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us; 
and lead us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 
Be gracious unto us. 

By all the merits of Thy life, suffer- 
ings, death and resurrection, 
Bless cs, gracious Lord and God. 
May Thy blessed humanity on earth, 
Teach us to prize our human nature. 
May Thy holy childhood, 
Thy obedience and diligence, 
Thy subjection to Thy parents' will, 
Be our comfort and example. 

From indifference to Thy merits and 
death. 
From levity and self-will, 
From hypocrisy and deceit, 
From the wiles of Satan, 
From all neglect of Thy holy will, 
From a worldly and selfish mind, 
From every form of sin, 
Preserve us, gracious Lord and God. 

Lord God, Holy Ghost, 
Abide with us forever. 



| X Then shall all unite in singing the following, or 
some other suitable hymn : 

Tune 22. 
Since Thou, O holy Lamb of God, 
Didst take on Thee our flesh and blood. 
Since Thou for us hast lived and died, 
Our human nature's sanctified. 

Thy youth, unspotted, full of grace, 
Teach us all virtue to embrace. 
Be Thou our Pattern ; grant that we 
In all things may resemble Tnee ! 

If Then may follow the Scripture Lesson, and a 
short address and prayer, after which shall be 
said the Apostles Creed, all standing : 

L believe in God the Father Almighty, 
Maker of heaven and earth. 

And in Jesus Christ His only Son, our 
Lord; Who was conceived by the Holy 
Ghost; Born of the Virgin Mary; Suf- 
fered under Pontius Pilate; Was cruci- 
fied, dead and buried; He went into the 
place of departed spirits: The third day 
He rose again from the dead : He as- 
cended into heaven ; And sitteth on the 
right hind of God the Father Almighty ; 
From thence He shall come to judge the 
quick and the dead. 

I believe in the Holy Ghost; The Holy 
Christian Church; The Communion of 
saints; The Forgiveness of sins; The 
Resurrection of the body : And the Life 
everlasting. Amen. 

\ Then shall the Doxology be said or chanted : 
Tune 539, B. 

Unto the Lamb That was slain, 

And hath redeemed us out of all na- 
tions of the earth ; 

Unto the Lord, Who purchased our 
souls for Himself; 

Unto that Friend Who loved us, and 
washed us from our sins in His own 
blood ; 

Who died for us once, 

That we might die unto sin ; 

Who rose for us, 

That we also might rise ; 

Who ascended for us into heaven, 

To prepaid a place for us; 

And to Whom are subjected the an- 
gels, and powers, and dominions: 

To Him be glorv at all times, 

In the Church that waiteth for Him, 
and in that which is around Him, 

From everlasting to everlasting. 

Amen. 

Little children, abide in Him; that 
when He shall appear, we may have 
confidence, and not be ashamed before 
Him at His coming. 

1! Then shall all unite in singinsr : 

Tune 540, E, 
The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, 

And the love of God, 

And the communion of the Holy Ghost, 

Be with us all.:!': Amen. 



OFFICES OF WORSHIP. 

XV. 



15 



r All standing, the Leader shall say : 

It is of the Lord's mercy that we are 
not consumed, because His compassions 
fail not. 

T/tey are new every morning ; great is 
Sis faithfulness. 

He hath not dealt with us after our 
sins, nor rewarded us after our iniqui- 
ties; for as the heaven is high above the 
earth, so great Is His mercy toward 
them that tear Him ; as far as" the East 
is from the West, so far hath He re- 
moved our transgressions from us. 

Like as a father pitieth his children, 
so the Lord pitieth them that fear Him ; 
for He knoweth our frame ; He knoweth 
that we are dust. 

Give ear to our words, O Lord; con- 
sider our meditation. 

Hearken unto the voice of our cry, for 
unto Thee do we pray. 

In the multitude of Thy loving-kind- 
ness have we come into Thy house ; 

In Thy fear do we worship toward Thy 
holy temple. 

O Lord, Thou art a God full of com- 
passion and gracious, slow to anger and 
plenteous in mercy and truth : 

Turn unto us, and have mercy upon us. 

Give ear, O Lord, unto our pra^^er: 

And hearken unto the voice of our 
supplications. 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Hallowed be Thy Name ; Thy Kingdom 
come ; Thy will be done, in ea.rth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread; and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us; 
and lead us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 

Be aracious unto us. 

Lord God, Holy Ghost, 

Abide with us forever. 

^ Then shall all unite m singing : 

Tune 22. 
P>less, O my soul, the God of grace ; 
His favors claim thy highest praise; 
Why should the wonders He hath wrought 
Be lost in silence, and forgot? 
'Tis He, my soul, That sent His Son 
To die for crimes which thou hast done ; 
Ha owns the ransom, and forgives 
The hourly follies of our lives. 

| Then shall follow the Scripture Lesson, and a 
short address and prayer, at the discretion of 
the Leader; whereupon, all standing, he shall 
continue : 

Behold, Christ suffered for us, leaving 
us an example that we should follow 



His steps; Who did no sin, neither was 
guile found in His mouth ; Who when 
He was reviled, reviled not again; 
when He suffered, threatened not. but 
committed Himself to Him That judg- 
eth righteously. 

He poured out His soul unto death, 
and was numbered with the transgres- 
sors ; yet He bare the sin of many, and 
made intercession for the transgressors. 

He hath also given us for an example 
of suffering and patience the prophets 
who spake in the Name of the Lord. 

Behold, we call them blessed which en- 
dured. 

Therefore, let us also, seeing we are 
compassed about with so great a cloud 
of witnesses, lay aside every weight, 
and the sin which doth so easily beset 
us, and let us run with patience the race 
that is set before us. looking unto Jesus, 
the Author and Perfecter of our faith, 
Who for the joy that was set before Him 
endured the Cross, despising shame, 
and hath sat down at the right hand of 
the throne of God. 

We have need of patience, that after 
we have done the will of God, we might 
receive the promise. 

May we walk worthily of the calling 
wherewith we are called ; let us put on, 
as God's elect holy and beloved, a heart 
of compassion, kindness, humility, 
meekness, long-suffering; forbearing 
one another, and forgiving each other, 
if any man have a complaint against 
any, even as the Lord forgave cs. 

Help us, O Lord, to encourage the 
faint-hearted, to support the weak, to be 
long-suffering toward all. 

This is acceptable, if for conscience 
toward God a man endureth griefs, 
suffering wrongfully. For what glory 
is it, if, when we sin and are buffeted 
for it, we shall take it patiently? But if 
when we shall do well, and suffer for it, 
we shall take it patiently, this is accep- 
table with God. 

Blessed are we, if we suffer for right- 
eousness' sake. 

r Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 11. 
' They who Jesus' followers are, 
And enjoy His faithful care, 
By a mutual, hearty love, 
Their belief in Jesus prove. 

Meek they are to all mankind, 
To good offices inclined, 
Ready, when reviled, to bless, 
Studious of the public peace. 

Tender pity, love sincere 
To their enemies they bear; 
And, as Christ affords them light, 
Order all th ir steps aright. 



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OFFICES OF WORSHIP. 

XVI. 



\ All standing, the Leader shall say : 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Hallowed be Thy Name; Thy Kingdom 
come; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day oar daily 
bread; and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us ; 
and lead us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 

Be gracious unto us. 

Lord God, Holy Ghost, 

Abide with us for ever. 

\ Then shall all unite in the Apostles' Creed : 

I believe in God the Father Almighty, 
Maker of heaven and earth ; 

And in Jesus Christ His only Son our 
Lord; Who was conceived by the Holy 
Ghost; Born of the Virgin Mary; Suf- 
fered under Pontius Pilate; Was cruci- 
fied, dead and buried ; He went into the 
place of departed spirits; The third day 
He rose again from, the dead; He as- 
cended into heaven; And sitteth on the 
right hand of God the Father Almighty ; 
From thence He shall come to judgs the 
quick and the dead. 

I believe in the Holy Ghost; The Holy 
Christian Church ; The Communion of 
saints; The Forgiveness of sins; The 
Resurrection of the body ; And the Life 
everlasting. Amen. 

1f Then shall the Gloria Patri be said or chanted : 

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, 
and to the Holy Ghost: j±s it was in the 
beginning, is now, and ever shall be, 
world without end. Amen. 

% Then shall all unite in the following, or some 
other suitable hymn : 

Tune 195. 
O Thou Fount of blessing, 
Purify our spirit, 
Trusting only in Thy merit; 
Like the holy angels 
Who behold Thy glory, 
May we ceaselessly adore Thee: 
Let Thy will, ever still, 
Rule Thy Church terrestrial 
As the hosts celestial. 

TT Then shall follow ihe Scripture Lesson and a 
short address and prayer, at the discretion of the 
Leader; wuereupou, all standing, the Leader 
shall continue: 

Execute true judgment, and shew 
mercy and compassion every man to 
his brother. 

Give us, O Lord, the wisdom that is 
from above, which is first pure, then 
peaceable, gentle, easy to be intreated, 



full of mercy and good fruits, without 
variance, without hypocrisy. 

Be fervent in your love among your- 
selves ; for love covereth a multitude of 
sins; using hospitality one to another 
without murmuring; according as each 
hath received a gift, ministering it 
among yourselves, as good stewards of 
the manifold grace of God. 

May we be kind one to another, tender- 
hearted, forgiving each other, even as 
God also in Christ forgave us. 

Let no man seek his own, but each 
his neighbor's good; in love of the 
brethren be tenderly affectioned one to 
another, communicating to the neces- 
sity of the saints. Rejoice with them 
that rejoice ; weep with them that weep. 
Bear ve one another's burdens, and so 
fulfilf the law of Christ. 

Help us, O Lord, to be imitators of 
Thee, and may we walk in love, even as 
Thou hast loved us. 

Whoso hath the world's goods, and 
beholdeth his brother in need* and 
shutteth up his compassion from him, 
how doth the love of God abide in him? 

To do good and to communicate may 
we not forget; for with such sacrifices 
God is well pleased. 

Forget not to shew love unto stran- 
gers ; for thereby some have entertained 
angels unawares. Remember them that 
are in bonds, as bound with them ; 
them that are evil-entreated, as being 
yourselves also in the body. 

Let us not love in word, neither with 
the tongue, but in deed and truth. 

He that soweth sparingly shall also 
reap sparingly; and he that soweth 
bountifully shall reap also bountifully. 

Let us do according as we hare pur- 
posed in our heart ; not grudgingly, or 
of necessity, for God loveth a cheerful 
giver. 

As we have opportunity, let us work 
that which is good toward all men, and 
especially toward them that are of the 
household of the faith ; for God is not 
unrighteous to forget our work and the 
love which we show toward His Name 
in that we minister unto the saints. 

The Lord make us to increase and 
abound in love one toward another, and 
toward all men; and whatsoever we do, 
in word or in deed, may we do all in the 
Name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks 
to God ihe Father through Him. 

IT Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 540, K. 
The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, 
And the love of God, 
And the communion of the Holy Ghost, 
Be with us all. : : Amen. 



OFFICES OF WORSHIP. 



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XVII. 



1| All standing, the Leader shall say : 

Blessed are they that are perfect in 
the way, 

Who walk in the law of the Lord. 

Blessed are they that keep His testi- 
monies, 

That seek Him with the whole heart. 

Yea, they do no unrighteousness; 

They walk in His ways. 

Thou hast commanded us Thy pre- 
cepts. 

That ire should observe them diligently. 

O that our ways were established to 
observe Thy statutes ! 

Then shall we not be ashamed, when 
we have respect unto all Thy command- 
ments. 

We will give thanks unto Thee with 
uprightness of heart, when we learn 
Thy righteous judgments. 
We will observe Thy statutes. 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Ha llowed be Thy Na m e: Thy Kingdom 
eo i/te: Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread : and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us: 
and lead us not into temptation, bid de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and t/te glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 

Be gracious unto us. 

Lord God, Holy Ghost, 

Abide with us for ever. 

] Then shall all unite in the following, or some 
other suitable hymn : 

Tune 22. 
Jesus, our best beloved Friend, 

Draw out our souls in pure desire; 
Jesus, in love to us descend, 
Baptize us with Thy Hpirit's fire. 

On Thy rede ming Name we call. 
Poor and unworthy though we be; 

Pardon and sanctity us all; 
La each Thy fu'l salvation see. 

1 Then may follow, at the discretion of the Leader, 
the scripture Lesson, prayer and singing. At 
the close of the service, all standing, the Leaaer 
shull say : 

The fruit of the light is in all good- 
ness and righteousness and truth ; walk 
as children of light, proving what is 
well-pleasing unto ihe Lord. 

May we walk worthily of the Lord 
unto all pleasing, bearing fruit in every 
good work, and increasing in the knowl- 
edge of God. 

The Lord hath granted unto us all 
things that pertain unto life and godli- 
ness, through the knowledge of Him 
That calleth us by His own glory and 
virtue; 



Whereby He hath granted unto us His 
precious and exceeding great promises; 
that through these we may be partakers 
of the divine nature, having escaped 
from the corruption that is in the world 
by lust. 

Yea, and for this very cause adding 
on your part all diligence, in your faith 
supply virtue; and in your virtue 
knowledge; and in your knowledge 
temperance; and in your temperance 
patience; and in your patience godli- 
ness; and in your godliness love of the 
brethren ; and in your love of the breth- 
ren love. For if these things are yours 
. and abound, they make you to be not 
| idle nor unfruitful unto the knowledge 
of our Lord Jesus Christ. 

May we present our bodies a living 
sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, ivhich 
is our reasonable service. 

Finally, brethren, whatsoever things 
are true, whatsoever things are honor- 
I able, whatsoever things are just, what- 
soever things are pure, whatsoever 
things are lovely, whatsoever things 
are of good report; if there be any vir- 
tue, and if there be any praise, think 
on these things. 

May our God count us worthy of our 
calling and fulfill every desire of good- 
ness and every work of faith with power, 
that the Name of our Lord Jesus may be 
glorified in us. and we in Him. 

May ye be strengthened with power 
through His Spirit in the inward man ; 
that Christ may dwell in your hearts 
through faith ; to the end that ye, being 
rooted and grounded in love, may be 
strong to apprehend with all the saints 
what is the breadth and lengt'~ and 
height and depth, and to kno the 
love of Christ which passeth knowl- 
edge, that ye may be rilled unto all the 
fullness of God. 

Help us to attain unto the unity of the 
faith, and of the knowledge of 'he Son 
of God, unto a full-grown man, ! nto the 
measure of the stature of the fullness of 
Christ. 

r Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 14. 
In duties and in sufferings, too, 

My Lord I fain would trace; 
As Thou hast doue, so would I do, 
Depending- on Thy grace. 

Inflamed with zeal, 'twas Thy delight, 

To do Thy Fathers will: 
May the same zeal my soul excite, 

Thy precepts to fulfill. 

Meekness, humility, and love. 
Through all Thy conduct shine; 

O may my whole deportment prove, 
A copy /Lord, of Thine. 



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OFFICES OF WORSHIP. 



XVIII. 



r All standing, the Leader shall say : 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Ha llowed be Thy Name : Thy Kingdom 
come; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread; and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us; 
and lead us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 

Be gracious unto us. 

Lord God. Holy Ghost, 

Abide with us forever. 

H Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 22. 
In mercy, Lord, this grace bestow, 
That in Thy service we may do 
With gladness and a willing mind, 
Whatever is for us assigned. 

Grant we, impelled by Thy love, 
In smallest things may faithful prove ; 
Till we depart, we wish to be 
Devoted wholly unto Thee. 

H Then shall the Leader continue : 

Thus saith the Lord : Mine eyes shall 
be upon the faithful of the land, that 
they may dwell with Me ; he that 
walketh in a perfect way, he shall min- 
ister unto Me". 

A faithful man shall abound with 
blessings; the Lord preserveth the faith- 
ful. 

Wherefore, be ye steadfast, immov- 
able, always abounding in the work of 
the Lord, for as much as ye know that 
your labor is not vain in the Lord. 

Wh \tsoever our hand findeth to do, 
may we do it with our might. 

Each man hath his own gift from 
God, one after this manner, and another 
after that. To whomsoever much is 
given, of him shall much be required; 
and to whom they commit much, of 
him will they ask the more. 

Help us, O Lord, to guard that which 
is committed to us. 

He that is faithful in a very little is 
faithful also in much ; and he that is 
unrighteous in a very little is unright- 
eous also in much. 

May u-e be found faithful, not only in 
that which is much, but also in that which 
is least. 

Take heed, lest haply there shall be 
in any one of you an evil heart of un- 
belief, in falling away from the living 
God; but exhort one another day by 
day, so long as it is called to-day • lest 



any one of you be hardened by the 
deceitfulness of sin ; for we are become 
partakers of Christ, if we hold fast the 
beginning of our confidence firm unto 
the end. 

Yea, may we look to ourselves, that we 
| lose not the things which we hove wrought, 
but that we receive a full reward. 

Watch ye, stand fast in the faith, quit 
you like^ men, be strong. Blessed is 
the man that endureth temptation, for 
when he hath been approved, he shall 
receive the crown of life, which the 
Lord promised to them that love Him. 

Help us, O Lord, to harp patience, to 
bear for Thy Name's sake, and let us 
not grow weary. 

And the God of all grace. Who called 
you unto His eternal glory in Christ, 
after that ye have suffered a little 
while, shalf Himself perfect, stablish, 
strengthen you. 

To Him be the dominion for ever and 
ever. Amen. 

\ Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 164. 
How great at last my joy will be, 

If I have faithful proved 
To Christ, and "mid adversity 

Till my last breath Him lov3d; 
They who reproach here bear, 
In heaven a crown shall wear: 

Who follow Christ are truly blest, 

For they with Him shall ever rest. 

% Then may follow a Scripture Lesson, aid a short 
address and prayer, at the discretion of rhe 
Leader; after which, all standing, the Doxology 
shall be said or chanted : 

Tune 539, B. 

Lnto the Lamb That was slain. 

And hath redeemed us out of all na- 
tions of the earth ; 

Unto the Lord Who purchased our 
souls for Himself; 

Unto that Friend Who loved vs, and 
washed us from our sins in His own 
blood; 

Who died for us once, 

That ice might die unto sin, 

Who rose for us, 

That ice also might rise ; 

Who ascended for us into heaven, 

To prepare a place for us ; 

And to Whom are subjected the 
angels, and powers, and dominions: to 
Him be glory at all limes. 

In the Church that w'aiteth for Him, 
and in that which is around Him, 

From everlasting to everlasting: 

A men. 

Little children, abide in Him; that 
when He shall appear, we may have 
confidence, and not be ashamed' before 
Him at His coming. 



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XTX. 



IT All standing, the Leader shall say: 

O Christ, Almighty God, 

Have merer/ upon us. 

O Thou Limb of God, Which takest 
away the sin of the world, 

Manifest Thyself to us. 

Thou Lamb of God, Which takest 
away the sin of the world, 

Give unto vis Thy peace. 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Sallowed be Thy Nam e: Thy Kingdom 
come : Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread; andforgiveus our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us; 
and lead us no": into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory , for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 

Be gracious unto us. 

Lord God, Holy Ghost, 

Abide with us for ever. 

\ Then shall all unite in sineinsr the following, or 
some other suitable hymn : 

Tune 14. 
Almighty God, in humble prayer 

To Thee our souls we lift ; 
Do Thou our waiting minds prepare 
For Thy most needful gift. 

"We ask for wisdom : Lord, impart 

The knowledge how lo live; 
A wise and understanding heart 

To all before Thee give. 

If Then may follow, at the discretion of the Leader, 
the Scripture Lesson, prayer and singinsr. At 
the close of the service, all standing, the Leader 
shall say : 

Thus saith the High and Lofty One 
That inhabiteth eternity. Whose Xame 
is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy j 
place, with him also that is of a contrite 
and humble spirit, to revive the spirit 
of the humble, and to revive the heart 
of the contrite ones. 

Great is the glory of the Lord! For 
though the Lord be high, yet hath He re- 
spect unto the lowly ; but the haughty He 
knowcth from afar. 

Every one that exalteth himself shall ' 
be humbled: and he that humbleth 
himself shall be exalted. 

God resisteth the proud; but givcth 
grace to the humble. 

Blessed are the meek ; for they shall 
inherit the earth. 

The meek shall inherit the land, and 
shall delight themsslves in the abundance 
of peace. 

The meek shall increase their joy in 
the Lord, and the poor among men shall 



rejoice in the Holy One of Israel ; the 
Lord upholdeth the meek. He will beau- 
tify them with salvation. 

The Lord is nigh unto them that are of 
a broken heart, and saveth such as be of 
a contrite spirit. 

Behold your calling, brethren, how 
that not many wise after the flesh, not 
many mighty, not many noble, are 
called ; but God chose the foolish things 
of the world, that He might put to 
shame them that are wise: and God 
chose the weak things of the world, that 
He might put to shame the things that 
are strong; 

And the base things of the world, and 
the things that are despised, did God 
choose, yea. and the things that are not, 
that He might bring to naught the things 
that are: that no flesh should glory be- 
fore God. 

Thus saith the Lord: Take My yoke 
upon you. and learn of Me; for I am 
meek and lowly in heart; and ye shall 
find rest unto your souls. For My 
yoke is easy, and My burden is light. 

May we walk worthily of the calling 
wherewith we v:ere called, with all loivli- 
ness and meekness. 

Ye know the grace of our Lord Jesus 
Christ, that though He was rich, yet for 
your sakes He became poor, that ye 
through His poverty might become 
rich. 

He Who knew no sin. was made to be 
sin on our behalf ; that we might become 
the righteousness of God in Him. 

Have this mind in you, which was 
also in Christ Jesus : Who, being in the 
form of God, counted it not a prize to 
be on an equality with God, but emptied 
Himself, taking the form of a servant, 
being made in the likeness of men; 
and being found in fashion as a man, 
He humbled Himself, becoming obe- 
dient even unto death, yea, the death of 
the Cross. 

Wherefore also God highly exalted 
Hi ni. ami gave unto Him the Name 
Which is above every name : that in the 
Nameof Jesus every knee should bow, of 
things iii heaven and things on earth and 
tla'ngs under the earth, and tint > 
tongue should confess that Jesus Christ 
is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. 

r Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 591. 
Let Thy Cross my will control, 

Conform me to my Guide ; 
In Thy image mold my soul, 

And crucify my pride; 
Give me, Lord, a contrite heart, 

Ever looking up to Thee : 
Meek Redeemer, now impart 

Thine own humility. 



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OFFICES OF WORSHIP. 



XX. 



1] All standing, the Leader shall say : 

Let ns lift up our heart with our hands 
unto God in the heavens. 

Yea, let us worship Him in spirit and 
truth. 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Ha llowed be Thy Name ; Thy Kingdom 
come; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread; and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us ; 
and lead us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
A men. 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 

Be gracious unto us. 

Lord God, Holy Ghost, 

Abide with us for ever. 

fl Then shall all unite in the Apostles' Creed : 

I believe in God the Father Almighty, 
Maker of heaven and earth : 

And in Jesus Christ His only Son our 
Lord; Wlio was conceived by the Holy 
Ghost; Born of the Virgin Mary ; Suf- 
fered under Pontius Pilate; Was cruci- 
fied, dead and buried; He went into the 
place of departed spirits; The third day 
He rose again from the dead; He as- 
cended into heaven; And sitteth on the 
right hand of God the Father Almighty ; 
From thence He shall come to judge the 
quick and the dead. 

I believe in the Holy Ghost : The Holy 
Christian Church; The Communion of 
saints; The Forgiveness of sins; The 
Resurrection of the body ; And the Life 
everlasting. Amen. 

| Then shall all unite in singing the fo. owing, or 
some other suitable hymn : 

Tune 205. 

Jesus, hear our fervent prayer, 
Own Thy people, seal us Thine; 

Thee to obey from day to day 
By Thy Spirit us incline : 

Us for ever bless and keep, 

Mark us as Thy chosen sheep, 
From Thy fullness to us grant 
Every grace and gift we want. 

? Then shall follow the Scripture Losson and a 
short address and prayer, at tne dia retion of the 
Leader: whereupon, all standing, the Leader 
shall continue : 

Look carefully how ye v alk, not as 
unwise, but as wise; redeeming the 
time, because the days are evil. Where- 
fore be ye not foolish, but understand 
what the will of the Lord is. 

May we not be fashioned according to 
this world; but may we be transformed 
by the renewing of our mind, that we may 
prove what is the good and acceptable 
and perfect will of God. 



The kingdom of God is not eating 
and drinking, but righteousness and 
peace and joy in the Holy Ghost. As 
many as are led by the Spirit of God, 
these are sons of God. 

If we live by the Spirit, by the Spirit 
let us also walk. 

Christ hath said : " If any man would 
come after Me, let him deny himself, 
and take up his cross daily, and follow 
Me." 

Whosoever doth not bear his cross, 
and come after Him, can not be His 
disciple. 

The grace of God hath appeared, bring- 
ing salvation to all men, instructing us 
to the intent that, denying ungodliness 
and wordly lusts, we should live 
soberly and righteously and godly in 
this present world; looking for the 
blessed hope and appearing of the glory 
of our great God and Saviour Jesus 
Christ; Who gave Himself for us, that 
He might redeem us from all iniquity, 
and purify unto Himself a people for 
His own ^possession, zealous of good 
works. 

May we be sober and set our hope per- 
fectly on the grace that is to be brought 
unto us at the revelation of Jesus Christ. 

Let not sin therefore reign in your 
mortal body, that ye should obey the 
lusts thereof; neither present your 
members unto sin as instruments of 
unrighteousness; but present your- 
selves unto God, as alive from the dead, 
and your members as instruments of 
righteousness unto God. For sin shall 
not have dominion over you ; for ye are 
not under the law, but under grace. 

If a man purge himself from these, he 
shall be a vessel unto honor, sanct if ed, 
meet for the Master's use, prepared unto 
every good ivork. 

Every man that strive! 11 , in the games 
is temperate in all things. Now they 
do it to reoer e a corruptible crown, but 
we an incorruptible. 

Let us therefore so run, as not uncer- 
tainly ; let us fight, as not beating the 
air ; but buffet the body and bring it into 
bondage. 

Whether therefore ye eat, or drink, 
or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory 
of God. 

Yea, let us be sober, putting on the 
breastplate of faith and love; and for a 
helmet, the hope of salvation. 

\ Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 22. 

Lord. I my vows to Thee renew, 
Disperse my sins as morning dew. 
Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
And with Thyself my spirit fill. 



OFFICES OF WOESHIP. 



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XXI. 



7 All standing, the Leader shall say : 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Hallowed be Thy Na me; Thy Kingdom 
come; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread; and forgive us our trespasses as 
ire forgive them that trespass against us ; 
and lead us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 

Be gracious unto us. 

Lord God, Holy Ghost, 

Abide with us for ever. 

r Then shall all unite in the Apostles' Creed : 

I believe in God the Father Almighty, 
Maker of heaven and earth; 

And in Jesus Christ His only Son our 
Lord; Who was conceived by the Holy 
Ghost; Born of the Virgin Mary ; Suf- 
fered under Pontius Pilate ; Was cruci- 
fied, dead and buried ; He went into the 
place of departed .spirits; The third day 
He rose again from the dead; He as- 
cended into heaven; And sitteth on the 
rigid hand of God the Father Almighty ; 
From thence He shall come to judge the 
quick and the dead. 

I believe in the Holy Ghost ; The Holy 
Christian Church; The Communion of 
saints; The Forgiveness of sins; The 
Resurrection of tJie body ; And the Life 
everlasting. Amen. 

l\ Then shall follow the Gloria in Excelsis : 

Glory be to God on high, and on earth 
peace, good-will toward men. Wepra ise 
Thee, we bless Thee, we worship Thee, 
we glorify Thee, we give thanks to Thee 
for Thy great glory, O Lord God, 
Heavenly King, God the Father Al- 
mighty. 

O Lord, the Only Begotten Son, Jesus 
Christ; O Lord God, Lamb of God, Son 
of the Father. That takest away the sins 
of the world, have mercy upon us. Thou 
That takest away the sins of the world, 
receive our prayer. Thou That sittestat 
the right hand of God the Father, have 
mercy upon us. 

For Thou only art holy; Thou only 
art the Lord : Thou only, O Christ, with 
the Holy Ghost, art most high in the 
glory of God the Father. Amen. 

«[ Then shall all unite in the following, or some 
other suitable hymn : 

Tune 582. 

Teach me, my God and King, 
In all things Thee to view ; 



And what I do in anything, 
For Thee alone to do. 

To scorn the senses' sway, 

While still to Thee I tend; 
In all I do be Thou the Way, 

In all be Thou the End. 

All may of Thee partake; 

Nothing so small can be, 
But draws, when acted for Thy sake, 

Greatness and worth from Thee. 

t Then shall follow the Scripture Lesson anil a 
short address and prayer, at the discretion of the 
Leader; wnereupon, ail standing, the Leader 
shall continue: 

Jehovah is my Shepherd ; 

L shall not want. 

He maketh nie to lie down in green 
pastures : 

He leadeth me beside the still waters. 

He restoreth my soul: 

He guideth me in the paths of righteous- 
ness for His Name's sake. 

Yea, thou2.ii I Avalk through the val- 
ley of the shadow of death, I will fear 
no evil; for Thou art with me: 

Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me. 

Thou preparest a table before me in 
the presence of my enemies : 

Thou hast anointed my head with oil ; 
my ciqj runneth over. 

Surely goodness and mercy shall fol- 
low me all the days of my life: 

And L will dwell in the house of Je- 
hovah for ever. 

Blessed are the poor in spirit: 

For theirs is the Kingdom of heaven. 

Blessed are they that mourn: 

For they shall be comforted. 

Blessed are the meek : 

For they shall inherit the earth. 

Blessed are they that hunger and 
thirst after righteousness : 

For they shall be filled. 

Blessed are the merciful : 

For they shall obtain mercy. 

Blessed are the pure in heart: 

For they shall see God. 

Blessed are the peacemakers : 

For they shall be called sons of God. 

Blessed are they that have been per- 
secuted for righteousness' sake: 

For theirs is the Kingdom of heaven. 

Blessed are ye when men shall re- 
proach you, and persecute you, and 
shall say all manner of evil against you 
falsely, for Christ's sake. 

\ Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 540, E. 

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ. 
And the love of God, 

And the communion of the Holy Ghost, 
Be with us all.:!: Amen. 



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OFFICES OF WORSHIP. 



XXII. 



r All standing, the Leader shall say : 

The Lord is in His holy temple ; let 
all the earth keep silence before Him. 

Let the words of my mouth and the 
meditation of my heart be acceptable in 
Thy sight, O Lord, my Strength, ana my 
Redeemer. 

Thou That hearest prayer, we rev- 
erently approach the throne of grace, 
and make known oar wants unto Thee, 
with humble confidence in the promise 
of Thy Son. our Advocate, Who said: 
"Whatsoever ye shall ask the Father 
in My Name He will give it unto you."' 

\ Then shall follow silent prayer, after which all 
shall unite in the Lord's Prayer : 

Our Father, Who art in heaven, 
Sallowed be Thy Name: Thy Kingdom 
come ; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread; and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us; 
and lend v.s not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 
For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
•, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

r Hereupon the Leader shall continue : 

What shall we render unto the Lord 
for all His benefits toward us? 

Let us sing unto the Lord ; let us make 

a. joyful noise unto the Rock of our salva- 

Let us come before His presence 

with thanksgiving, and make a joyful 

unto Hun with psalms. 

Know ye that the Lord, He is God: it 

is He That hath made us and not Ave 

ourselves; we are His people, and the 

sheep of His pasture. 

The Lord is good: His mercy is ever- 
./.• and His truth endureth to all 
generations. 

r Then shall all unite in the Apostles' Creed : 

1 believe in God the Father Almighty, 
Maker of heaven and earth. 

And in Jesus Christ His only Son, our 
Lord: Who was conceived by the Holy 
Ghost; Bom of the Virgin Mary; Suf- 
fered under Pontius Pilate: Was cruci- 
fied, dead and buried: He went into the 
place of departed spirits: The third day 
He rose again from the dead: He as- 
cended into heaven; And sitteth on the 
right hand of God the Father Almighty : 
From thence He shall come to judge the 
quick and the dead. 

J believe in the Holy Ghost; The Holy 
Christian Church; The Communion of 
saints; The Forgiveness of sins; The 
Resurrection of the body ; And the Life 
everlasting. Amen. 



r Then shall all unite in the following hymn : 

Tune 144. 
Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty ! 
Early in the morning our song shall rise to 

Thee : 
Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty, 
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! 

Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore Thee, 
Casting down their golden crowns around 
the glassy sea; [Thee, 

Cherubim and seraphim falling down before 
Wh.kih wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 

Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide 
Thee, [not see, 

Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may 
Only Thou art holy; there is none beside 
Perfect in power, in love and purity. [Thee, 

Holy, holy, holy 1 Lord God Almighty! 
Ail Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in 

earth and sky and sea: 
Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty, 
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! 

r Then may follow, at the discretion of the Leader, 
the scripture Lesson, prayer and singing. At 
the close of the service the Leader shall say: 

Praise ye the Lord. I will praise the 
Lord with my whole heart, in the 
assembly of the upright and in the con- 
gregation. 

The ivorks of the Lord are great, 
sought out of all them that have pleasure 
therein. 

His work is honorable and glorious, 
and His righteousness endureth for 
ever. 

He hath made His wonderful works 
to be remembered; the Lord, is gracious 
and full of compassion. 

He hath given meat to them that fear 
Him ; He will ever be mindful of His 
covenant. 

He hath showed His people the power 
of His works, that He may give them the 
heritage of the heathen. 

The works of His hands are verity 
and judgment ; all His commandments 
are sure. 

They stand fast for ever, and are done 
in ten f] t and uprightness. 

\ Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 32. 
Saviour. a<rain to Thy dear Name we raise 
With one accord our parting hymn of praise; 
We stand to bless Tbee ere our worship cease, 
Then, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of 

peace. 
Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward 

way; [day; 

With Thee begun, with Thee shall end the 
Guard Thou the lips from sin, the heart 

from shame. [Name. 

That in this house have called upon Thy 
Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly 

life; 
Our Balm in sorrow, and our Stay in strife: 
Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict 

ceas 
Call us, Lord, to Thine eternal peace. 



OFFICES OF WOKSHIP. 



23 



XXIII. 



If All standing, ihe following sentence shall be 
chanted: 

The Lord is His holy temple: let all 
the earth keep silence before Him. 
T Then the Leader shall continue : 

Lord God, our Father Almighty, Thou 
art the High and Lofty One That inhab- 
itest eternity ; yet Thou dwellest with 
them also that are of an humble and 
contrite heart. 

Grant that we may bring unto Thee 
the sacrifice with which Thou art well 
pleased, the broken and contrite heart, 
which Thou, O God, dost not despise. 

We dge our transgressions 

before Thee. Make us to hear joy and 
gladness. Hide Thy face from our sins 
and blot out all our transgressions. 
Create in us a clean heart, and renew a 
right spirit within us. Cast us not away 
from Thy presence, and take not Thy 
Holy Spirit from us. 

O Thou, of Whom, and through 
Whom, and to Whom are all things ! 
help us with one mind and one mouth 
to glorify Thee, even the Father of our 
Lord Jesus Christ. 

O Thou Who art the God of hope, fill 
us with all joy and peace in believing, 
that we may abound in all hope, through 
the power of the Holy Ghost. 

May we present our bodies a living 
sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto Thee, O 
God, which is our reasonable service. 
Save us from being conformed to this 
world; from thinking of ourselves 
more, highly than we ought to think ; 
from being wise in our own conceits ; 
from being overcome of evil, and enable 
us to overcome evil with good. 

Hear us, and help us, we beseech Thee. 

If we have not liked to retain Thee in 
our thoughts ; if we have despised Thy 
goodness, forbearance, and long-suffer- 
ing ; if our hearts have been impenitent 
and hard ; if we have dishonored Thee 
by breaking Thy laws : 

Forgive us. we beseech Thee. 

O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, Which 
takest away the sins of the world, 

Leave Thy peace with us. 

Lord God. Holy Ghost, 

Abide with us for ever. 

1T Then shall follow a hymn, prayer and the read- 
ing of the Scripture Lesson, at the discretion of 
the Leader. At the close of the service all shall 
unite in repeating the Commandments : 

God spake these words, saying: 

1. Thou shalt have none other gods be- 
fore Me. 

2. Thou shalt not make unto thee a 
graven image, nor the likeness of any 
form that is in heaven above, or that is 
in the earth beneath, or that is in the 
water under the earth; thou shalt not 



bow down thyself unto them, nor serve 
them; for L the Lord thy God am a jealous 
God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers 
upon the children, upon the third and 
upon the fourth generation of them that 
hate me; and .showing mercy unto thou- 
sands of them that love Me and keep My 
commandments. 

3. Thou shalt not take the Name of the 
Lord thy God in vain; for the Lord will 
not hold him guiltless that taketh His 
Name in vain. 

4. Remember the Sabbath day, to keep 
\ it holy. Six days shalt thou labor, and 

do all thy work; but the seventh day is 
i a Sabbath unto the Lord thy God: in it 
| thou shalt not do any work : thou, nor thy 
j son, nor thy daughter, thy man-servant, 
nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor 
thy stranger that is within thy gates. For 
in six days the Lord made heaven and 
' earth, the sea, and all that in them is, and 
I rested the seventh day; wherefore the 
I Lord blessed the Sabbath day and hal- 
lowed it. 

5. Honor thy father and thy mother, 
that thy days may be long upon the land 
which the Lord thy God giveth thee. 

6. Thou shalt do no murder. 

7. Thou shalt not commit adultery. 

8. Thou shalt not steal. 

9. Thou shalt not bear false ivitness 
against thy neighbor. 

10. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's 
house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's 
wife, nor his man-servant, nor his maid- 
servant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any 
thing that is thy neighbor's. 

tf Then the Leader shall continue and say : 
Our Lord Jesus Christ hath said : " A 
new commandment I give unto you, 
that ye love one another; even as I have 
loved you, that ye also love one another. 
By this shall all men know that ye are 
my disciples, if ye have love one to 
another." 

And again He hath said : " If ye love 

Me, ye will keep My commandments. - ' 

Lord, have mercy upon us, and write 

all these Thy laivs in our hearts, we 

beseech Thee. 

H Then shall all unite in the Lord's Prayer : 
Our Father, Who art in heaven, 
Hallo wed be Thy Name ; Thy Kingdo m 
come; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread: and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us: 
and lead us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 
For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
| power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 

Amen. 
■ \ Then shall follow a hymn and the benediction. 



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OFFICES OF WORSHIP. 



XXIY. 



r All standing, the Leader shall say : 

O come, let us worship and bow- 
down ; let us kneel before the Lord our 
Maker. 

For He is our God; and we are the 
people of His pasture, and the sheep of 
His hand. 

God is a Spirit, and they that worship 
Him must worship Him in spirit and 
in truth. 

Let my prayer come before Thee, O 
Lord ; incline Thine ear unto my cry. 

| Then shall follow a free prayer, arid the singing 
of a hymn, after which all shall unite in the Te 
Deum Laudamus : 

We praise Thee, O God ; we acknowl- 
edge Thee to be the Lord. 

All the earth doth worship Thee, the 
Father everlasting. 

To Thee all angels cry aloud, the 
heavens and all the powers therein. 

To Thee cherubim and seraphim con- 
tinually do cry. 

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Sdbaoth: 

Heaven and earth are full of the ma- 
jesty of Thy glory. 

The glorious company of the apostles 
praise Thee. 

The goodly fellowship of the prophets 
praise Thee. 

The noble army of martyrs praise 
Thee. 

The holy Church throughout all the 
world doth acknowledge Thee: 

The Fo [flier, of an infinite majesty ; 

Thine adorable, true and only Son ; 

Also the Holy Ghost, the Comforter. 

Thou art the King of glory. O Christ; 

Thou art the everlasting Son of the 
Father. 

When Thou tookest upon Thee to de- 
liver man. Thou didst /"(/able Thyself to 
be born of a virgin. 

When Thou hadst overcome the sharp- 
ness of death, Thou didst open the King- 
dom of hea. ven to all believers. 

Thou sittest at the right hand of God, 
in the glory of the Father. 

We believe that Thou shalt come to be 
our Judge. 

We therefore pray Thee, help Thy ser- 
vants, whom Thou hast redeemed with 
Thy precious blood. 

Ma.ke them to be numbered with Thy 
saints, in glory everlasting. 

O Lord, save Thy people, and bless 
Thine heritage: 

Govern them, and lift them up forever. 

Day by day we magnify Thee; 

And we worship Thy Xante ever, world 
without end. 



Vouchsafe, O Lord, to keep us this day 
without sin. 

O Lord, have mercy upon us, have 
mercy upon us. 

O Lord, let Thy mercy lighten upon us, 
as our trust is in Thee. 

O Lord, in Thee have L trusted ; let 
me never be confounded. 



1 Then shall all unite in the Gloria in Excelsis, and 
in the Lord's Prayer : 



Glory be to God on high, and on earth 
peace, good-will toward men. We p ra ise 
Thee, we bless Thee, we worship Thee. 
we glorify Thee, we give thanks to Thee 
for Thy great glory, O Lord God, 
Heavenly King, God the Father Al- 
mighty. 

O Lord, the Only Begotten Son, Jesus 
Christ; O Lord God, Lamb of God, Son 
of the Father, That takest away the sins 
of the world, have mercy upon us. Thou 
That takest away the sins of the world, 
receive our prayer. Thou That sittest at 
the right hand of God the Father, have 
mercy upon us. 

For Thou only art holy; Thou only 
art the Lord : Thou only, O Christ, with 
the Holy Ghost, art most high in the 
glory of God the Father. Amen. 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Hallo wed b e Thy Na m e; 7 hy Kingdom 
come; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread : and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us; 

and lead US not into temptation . hut de- 
li v< r us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
A nn n. 



«I The service shall he conduced by singing the 
following or some other suitable hymn : 

Tune 159. 

Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord 

Sing with a cheerful voice 
Exalt our God with one accord, 

And in His Name rejoice. 
Ne'er cease to sing, thou ransomed host, 
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 

Until in realms of endless light 

Your praises shall unite. 

There we to all eternity 

Shall join the angelic lays, 
And sing in perfect harmony 

To God, our Saviour's praise : 
He hath redeemed us by His blood. 
And mad;- us kings and priests to Ood; 

For us, for us, the Lamb was slain : 

Praise ye the Lord ! Amen. 



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XXV. 



H All standing, the Leader shall say : 

Enter into His gates with thanksgiv- 
ing, and into His courts with praise; 
he thankful unto Him, and bless His 
Name. 

For the Lord is good; His mercy is 
everlasting; and liis truth endureth to 
all generations. 

All Thy works shall praise Thee, O 
Lord, and Thy saints shall bless r £hee. 

They shall abundantly utterthe mem- 
ory of Thy great goodness, and sing of 
Thy righteousness. 

7 Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 591. 

Meet and risht it is to sing, 

In every time and place, 
Glory to our Heavenly King, 

The God of truth and grace: 
Join we then with sweet accord, 

All in one thanksgiving join : 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

Eternal praise be Thine. 

\ Then shall the Leader continue : 

Ask and it shall be given you ; seek, 
and ye shall find ; knock, and it shall 
be opened unto you : 

For every one that asketh receiveth ; 
and he that seeketh findeth; and to him 
that knoeketh it shall be opened. 

Or what man is there of you, whom 
if his son ask bread, will he give him a 
stone? 

Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a 
serpent ? 

If ye then, being evil, know how to 
give good gifts unto your children, how 
much more shall your Father Which is 
in heaven give good things to them that 
ask Him? 

Therefore, all things whatsoever ye 
would that men should do to you, do ye 
even so to them: for this is the law and 
the prophets. 

Enter ye in at the strait gate: for 
wide is the gate, and broad is the way. 
that leadeth to destruction, and many 
there be that go in thereat : 

Because strait is the gate, and nar- 
row is the way, which leadeth unto life, 
and few there be that find it. 

Not every one that saith unto Me, 
Lord, Lord, shall enter into the King- 
dom of heaven ; but he that doeth the 
will of My Father Which is in heaven. 

Many will say unto Me in that day, 
Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in 
Thy Name? and in Thy Xame cast out 
devils; and in Thy Xame done many 
wonderful works? And then will L pro- 
fess unto them, L never knew you; de- 
part from Me, ye that work iniquity. 

Therefore, whosoever heareth these 
sayings of Mine, and doeth them, I will 



liken him unto a wise man, which built 
his house upon a rock : 

And the rain descended, and the floods 
came, and t/ie winds blew, and beat upon 
that house; and it fell not: for it ivas 
founded on a rock. 

And every one that heareth these say- 
ings of Mine and doeth them not, shall 
be - likened unto a foolish man, which 
built his house upon the sand : 

And the rain descended, and the floods 
came, and the winds blew, and beat upon 
that house; and it fell : and great was 
the fall of it. 

IT Then may follow the Scripture Lesson, and a 
short address and prayer, at the discretion of the 
Leader; whereupon, all standing, the Leader 
shall continue: 

Blessed is the man that walketh not 
in the counsel of the wicked. 

Nor standeth in the way of sinners, 
nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. 

But his delight is in the law' of the 
Lord ; 

And in His law doth he meditate day 
and night. 

And he shall be like a tree planted by 
the streams of water, 

That bringeth forth its fruit in its 
season. 

Whose leaf also doth not wither ; 

And whatsoever lie doeth shall prosper. 

The wicked are not so ; 

But are like the chaff which the ivind 
driveth away. 

Therefore the wicked shall not stand 
in the judgment, 

Nor sinners in the congregation of the 
righteous. 

For the Lord knoweth the way of the 
righteous ; 

But the way of the ivicked shall perish. 

<| Then shall all unite in the Lord's Prayer : 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Hallo iv ed be Thy Na me; Thy Kingdom 
come : Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread; and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us : 
and lead us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

tf The service shall be closed by singing the follow- 
ing, or some other suitable hymn : 

Tune 585. 
Thanks we give and adoration 

For the gospel's joyful sound ; 
May the fruits of Thy salvation 
In our hearts and lives abound ; 

Kinsr of glory. : : 
Sway Thy scepter all around. 



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XXYI. 



H All standing, the Leader shall say : 

Remove sorrow from thy heart, and 
put away evil from thy flesh. Remem- 
ber also thy Creator in the days of thy 
youth, or ever the evil days come, and 
the years draw nigh, when thou shalt 
say/ "I have no pleasure in them."' 
Fear God, and keep His command- 
ments, for this is the duty of all men. 

For God shall bring every tvork into 
judgment, with every hidden thing, 
whether it be good, or whether it be evil. 

And the Lord God hath said: " If thou 
turn away thy foot from the Sabbath, 
from doing thy pleasure on My holy 
day; and call "the Sabbath a delight, 
and the holy day of Jehovah honorable ; 
and shalt honor it, not doing thine own 
ways, nor finding thine own pleasure, 
nor speaking thine own words: then 
shalt thou delight thyself in Jehovah ; 
and I will make thee to ride upon the 
high places of the earth ; for the mouth 
of Jehovah hath spoken it." 

Blessed is the man t/iat keepeth the 
Sabbath from profaning it, and keepeth 
his hand from doing, any evil. 

\ Then shall all unite in singing the following, or 
some other suitable hymn : 

Tune 582. 
This is the day of rest : 

Our tailing strength renew ; 
On weary brain and troubled breast 
Shed Thou Thy freshening dew. 

This is the day of prayer: 

Let earth to heaven draw near ; 
Lift up our hearts to seek Thee there ; 
Come down to meet us here. 
\ Then shall the Leader continue : 
I will lift up mine eyes unto the moun- 
tains : from whence shall my help come ? 
My help cometh from Jehovah, Which 
mode heaven and earth. 

He will not suffer Thy foot to be 
moved: He That keepeth thee Avill not 
slumber. 

Behold, He That keepeth Israel shall 
neither slumber nor sleep. 

Jehovah is thy Keeper: Jehovah is 
thy Shade upon thy right hand. 

The sun shall not smite me by day, nor 
the moon by night. 
Jehovah shall keep thee from all evil; 
« He shall keep thy soul. 

Jehovah shall keep my going out and 
my corning in, from this time forth and 
1 for evermore. 

t Then may each class in turn recite a text of 
praise or promise; alter wnich all shall unite in 
the Gloria Patri : 

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, 
and to the Holy Ghost; As it was in the 
beginning, is now, and ever shall be, 
world without end. Amen. 
\ Then may follow the Scripture Lesson, and a 
short address and prayer, at the discretion of the 
Leader. 



\ At the close of the service, all standing, the 
Leader shall say: 

God be merciful unto us, and bless 
us, and cause His face to shine upon us. 

That Thy way may be known upon 
earth, Thy saving health among all na- 
tions. 

Let the peoples praise Thee, O God; 
let all the peoples praise Thee. 

O l£t the nations be glad and sing for 
joy: for Thou shalt judge the jieoples 
with equity, and govern the nations upon 
earth. 

Let the peoples praise Thee, O God; 
let all the peoples praise Thee. 

The earth hath yielded her increase : 
God, even our own God, shall bless us. 

God shall bless us ; and all the ends 
of the earth shall fear Him. 

God shall bless us; and all the ends 
of the earth shall fear Him. 

Lord God, our Father, Who art in 
heaven, 

Hallowed be Thy Name; Thy Kingdom 
come; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our daily 
bread; and forgive us our trespasses as 
we forgive them that trespass against us; 
and lead us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen. 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 

Be gracious unto us. 

Lord God, Holy Ghost, 
'Abide with us for ever. 

f \ Then all shall unite in the Doxology : 

Tune 539. B. 

L T nto the Lamb That was slain, 
1 And hath redeemed us out of all na- 
tions of the earth; 

Unto the Lord Who purchased our 
souls for Himself; 

Unto that Friend Who loved us, and 
washed us from our sins in His own 
'' blood; 

Who died for us once, 
'/ That we might die unto sin; 
I Who rose for us, 

That we also might rise ; 
Who ascended for us into heaven, 
To prepare the place for us; 
And to whom are subjected the angels, 
and powers, and dominions: to Him 
; be glory at all times, 

In the church that waiteth for Him, 
\ and in that which is aroma! Him, 
From everlasting to everlasting: 
Amen. 

Little children, abide in Him ; that 
when He shall appear, we maj^ have 
confidence, and not be ashamed before 
Him at His coming. 



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XXVII. 



1 All standing, the Leader shall say: 

I will lift up mine eyes unto tho 
mountains : from whence shall my 
help come? 

My help cometh from Jehovah, Which 
made heaven and earth. 

He will not suffer thy foot to be 
moved: He That keepeth thee will not 
slumber. Behold, He That keepeth Is- 
rael shall neither slumber nor sleep. 

Jehovah is my Keeper: Jehovah is my 
Shade upon my right hand. 

Jehovah shall keep thee from all evil ; 
He shall keep thy soul. 

Jehovah sliall keep my going out and 
my coming in, from this time forth and 
for evermore. 

And now, Lord, what wait we for? 

Our hope is in Thee. 

\ Then shall all unite in the following, or some 
other suitable hymn : 

Tune 15. 
Who puts his trust in God most just 

Hath built his house securely ; 
He who relies on Jesus Christ, 
Heaven shall be his most surely. 

Then fixed on Thee, my trust shall be, 

Whose truth can never alter: 
While mine Thou art, nor death's worst 
smart 

Shall make my courage falter. 

\ Then shall the Leader continue: 

All flesh is as grass, and all the glory 
thereof as the flower of grass. The 
grass withereth, and the flower falleth : 
but the word of the Lord abideth for 
ever. 

The world passeth away and the lust 
thereof; but Thou, O Lord, art a Priest 
for ever, Jesus Christ, the same yester- 
day and to-day, yea and for ever, and 
Thy years shall not fail. 

My times are in Thy hand. Shew me 
Thy ways, O Jehovah ! Teach me Thy 
paths. Guide me in Thy truth, and 
teach me ; for Thou art the God of my 
salvation. 

Guide me in the paths of righteousness 
for Thy Name's sake. 

It Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 582. 
" My times are in Thy hand ! " 
My God, I wish them there; 
My life, my friends, my soul, I leave 
Entirely to Thy care. 

" My times are in Thy hand ! " 

Jesus, the Crucified ! 
The hand my many sins have pierced, 

Is now my Guard and Guide. 

" My times are in Thy hand !" 

Jesus, my Advocate : 
Nor shall Thine hand be raised in vain, 

For me to supplicate. 



1[ Then shall the Leader continue: 

Rejoice ye in His Holy Name ! Let 
the heart of them rejoice that seek the 
Lord. 

For the Name of Jehovah is a strong 
tower ; the righteous runneth into it, and 
is safe. 

Unto you that fear His Name shall 
the Sun of righteousness arise with 
healing in His wings. 

And in none other is there salvation: 
for neither is there any other name under 
heaven, that is given among men, wherein 
we must be saved, but the Name of Jesus 
Christ, Who was crucified, Whom God. 
raised from the dead. 

\ Then shall all unite in singing: 

Tune 63. 
Holy Trinity, 

Thanks and praise to Thee, 
That our life and whole salvation 
Flow from Christ's blest incarnation, 
And His death for us 
On the shameful Cross. 

• r Then shall follow the Scripture Lesson, and a 
short address and prayer, at the discretion of the 
Leader; after which, all standing, the Leader 
shall say : 

O most merciful Saviour ! Who hast 
reconciled all things unto Thyself, 
whether they be things on earth or 
things in heaven, and Who hast made 
peace through the blood of Thy Cross ; 
may Thy precious blood cleanse us Iroin 
all sin ; and by Thy stripes may we be 
healed. 

Crucify with Thee our sinful flesh, 
with all its desires, that henceforth we 
may not serve sin, but walk with Thee 
' in newness of life. 

O Thou Prince of life. Who didst rise 
from the grave; Thou Who hast over- 
come him that had the power of death; 
Who hast brought life and immortality 
to light; confirm us in the faith, that 
we may live, even though we die. 

Teach us to look away from the things 
that are seen and are temporal, and to 
seek those things that aro above: and 
let Thy strength, O Thou Prince of our 
salvation, be mighty in our weakness. 

O Thou, our eternal High-priest! 
Thou Who for us didst enter within the 
vail ; be Thou our Advocate at the right 
hand of the Father, so that neither 
height nor depth, things present nor 
things to come, nor any other creature, 
may be able to separate us from the 
love of God. 

Hear us, gracious Lord and God. 
\ Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 540, E. 

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, 
And the love of God, 
And the communion of the Holy Ghost, 
Be with us all. :": Amen. 




OFFICES OF WORSHIP. 

XXVIII. 



' All standing, the Leader shall say : 

Glory be to Him Who is the Resur- 
rection and the Life; He was dead, and 
behold, He is alive forever-more; and 
he that believeth in Him, though he 
were dead, yet shall he live. Glory be 
to Him in the Church which waiteth for 
Him, and in that which is around Him, 
from everlasting to everlasting. 

Amen. 

Baptism was instituted by our Lord 
Jesus Christ, Who said unto His disci- 
ples, "Go ye, and teach all nations, 
baptizing them in the Name of the 
Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy 
Ghost; teaching them to observe all 
things whatsoever I have commanded 
you.' - Baptism is the answer of a good 
conscience toward God, Who hath saved 
us by the washing of regeneration and 
renewing of the Holy Ghost, Which is 
shed on us abundantly through Jesus 
Christ our Saviour. He also gave this 
promise: "He that believeth and is 
baptized shall be saved." 

Children may be made partakers of 
this grace; for Christ hath said: "Suffer 
little children to come unto Me, and 
forbid them not, for of such is the King- 
dom of heaven." 

| Then shall all unite in saying : 

I believe, that by holy baptism I am 
embodied a member of the Church of 
Christ, which He hath loved, and for 
whieh He gave Himself, that He might 
sanctify and cleanse it with the washing 
of water by the word. In this communion 
of saints my faith is placed upon my 
Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, Who 
died for me, and shed His blood on the 
Cross for the remission of sins. 

<J Then the Leader shall continue : 

Our Lord Jesus Christ hath granted 
unto us His body and blood in the 
Lord's Supper, as a pledge of grace ; as 
the Scripture saith : "Our Lord Jesus 
Christ, the same night in which He 
was betrayed, took bread; and when 
He had given thanks, He brake it. and 
gave it to His disciples, and said, 'Take, 
eat: this is My body which is given for 
you; this do in remembrance of Me.' 
After the same manner also our Lord 
Jesus Christ, when He had supped, took 
the cup, gave thanks, and gave it to 
them, saving, ' Drink ye all of it; this 
is Mv blood, the blood of the New Tes- 
tament, which is shed for you. and for 
many, for the remission of sins. This 
do ye. as oft as ye drink it, in remem- 
brance of Me.' " 

Amen. 



1 Then shall follow a Scripture Lesson, and a 
hymn, and a short address and prayer, at the 
discretion of the Leader; after which all shall 
unite in the following Confession of Faith : 

I believe in one God, the Father Al- 
mighty, Maker of heaven and earth, and 
of all things visible and invisible: 

And in one Lord Jesus Christ, the 
Only-Begotten Son of God, Begotten of 
His Father before all worlds, God of 
God, Light of Light, Very God of Very 
God, Begotten, not made, Being of one 
substance with the Father, By Whom all 
things were made : Who, for us men, and 
for our salvation, came down from 
heaven, And was incarnate by the Holy 
Ghost of the Virgin Mary. And was 
made man, And was crucified also for 
/is under Pontius Pilate. He suffered 
and ic as buried. And the third day He 
rose again, according to the Scriptures ; 
And ascended into heaven. And sitteth 
on the right hand of the Father. A nd He 
shall come again with glory to judge both 
the quick and t>>e dead ; Whose Kingdom 
shall have no end . 

And I believe in the Holy Ghost, The 
Lord and Giver of Life, Who proceedeth 

\ from the Father \an.d the Son}, Who with 
the Father and the Son together is wor- 

, shiped and glorified, Who spake by the 
Prophets. And I believe one holy Chris- 
tian and Apostolic Church. I acknoul- 

! edge one Baptism for the remission of 
sins. And I look for the Resurrection 
of the dead. And the life of the world to 
come. Amen. 

And the God of peace, that brought 
a°:aiii from the dead our Lord Jesus, 
that Great Shepherd of the sheep, 
through the blood of the everlasting 
covenant, shall also quicken these our 
mortal bodies, if so be that the Spirit 
of God hath dwelt in them*. 

Amen. We poor sinners pray, hear 
us, gracious Lord and God, 

And keep us in everlasting fellowship 
with the Church Triumphant, and let 
us rest together in Thy presence from 
our labors. 

Amen. 

O Christ, Thou eternal King of glory ! 
unto Whom is given all powerin heaven 
and on earth, rule Thou over Thine 
enemies, till they become Thy foot- 
stool. Lead Thou Thy Church out of 
conflict unto victory, when Thou shalt 
come again in the clouds of heaven to 
j udge the living and the dead. Amen ! 
Come, Lord Jesus ! 

Hear us, gracious Lord and God. 




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XXXI. 



* TO BE USED OX INDEPENDENCE DAY 

e service shall be opened by singing the fol- 
lowing, or some other suitable hymn : 

Tune 579. 
Auspicious morning, hail ! 
Voices from hill and dale 

Thy welcome sins. 
.Toy on thy dawning breaks : 
Each heart that joy partakes, 
While cheerful music wakes, 
Its praise to bring. 

Peace on this day abide ; 
From morn till eventide 

Wake tuneful song; 
Melodious accents raise: 
Let every heart, with praise. 
Bring hiirh and grateful lays, 

Rich, full, and strong. 



t Then, all standing, the Leader shall continue : 

Lord God, our Father. Who art in 
heaven, 

HaUowedbe Thy Name; Thy Kingdom 
come; Thy will be done, in earth as it is 
in heaven; give us this day our dally 
bread give us our trespasses as 

we forgive thi m that trespass against us : 
and lea \ us not into temptation, but de- 
liver us from evil. 

For Thine is the Kingdom, and the 
power, and the glory, for ever and ever. 
Amen, 

Lord God, Son, Thou Saviour of the 
world, 

Be gracious unto us. 

Lord God, Holy Ghost, 

Abide with us for ever. 

«" Then shall all unite in the Apostles' Creed : 

I believe in God the Father Almighty, 
Maker of heaven and earth; 

And in Jesus Christ His only Son our 
Lord.; Who was conceived by the Holy 
Ghost: Born of the Virgin Mary; Suf- 
fered under Pontius Pilate ; Was cruci- 
fied, dead nnd buried: He went into the 
place of departed spirits; The third day 
He rose again from the dead: He as- 
I into leaven: And sitteth on the 
right hand of God the Father Almighty : 
From thence He shall come to judge the 
quick and the dead. 

I believe in the Holy Ghost; The Holy 

Christian Church; The Communion of 

ts; The Forgiveness of sins: The 

Resurrection of the body ; And the Life 

everlasting. Amen. 

T Then shall the Gloria Patri b'. said or chanted : 

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, 
and to the Holy Ghost: As it was in the 
ning, is now, and ever shall be, 
world without end. Amen. 



OR OX AXY OTHER NATIONAL HOLIDAY. 
r Then shall the Leader continue: 

Remember the days of old. Consider 
the years of many generations ; ask thy 
father and lie will shew thee; thine 
elders and they will tell thee. The 
Eternal God is thy Dwelling-place, and 
underneath are the everlasting arms. 
Happy art thou, O Nation ! Who is 
like unto thee, a people saved by Je- 
hovah, the Shield of thy help and the 
Sword of thy excellency ! 

Not unto us, O Jehovah, not unto us, 
but unto Thy Name do we give glory, for 
Thy mercy and for Thy truth's soke. 

Yea. Jehovah hath been mindful of 
us: He will bless us. He will bless 
them that fear Him, both small and 
great. Oh that men would praise Him 
for His goodness, and for His wonderful 
works to the children of men! O give 
thanks unto Jehovah ; for He is good: 
for His mercy endureth for ever! 

We will sing of the mercies of Jehovah 
for ever.' 

Who can utter the mighty acts of Je- 
hovah, or shew forth all His praise? 

The works of Jehovah are great, sought 
out of all them that have pleasure therein. 

Bless Jehovah, O my soul • and all 
that is within me, bless His Holy 
2s a me. 

Bless Jehovah, O my soul, and forget 
not all His benefits. 

Jehovah is full of compassion and 
gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous 
in mercy. He will not always chide; 
neither will He keep His auger forever. 

He hath not dealt with us after our 
! us after our in- 
' ■ es. 

Like as a father pitieth his children, 
so Jehovah pitieth them that fear Him. 

For He knoweth our frame; He re- 
membereth that ire are dust. 

*■ Then shall all unite in singing : 

Tune 22. 
Great God of nations, now to Thee 
Our hymn of gratitude we raise: 
That Thou hast made this Nation free, 
We offer Thee our song of praise. 

We praise Thee that the Gospel's light 
Through ah our land its radiance sheds, 

Dispels the shades of error s night, 
And heavenly blessings round us spreads. 



r Lhen maybe read, as the Fir^t Lesson, Deuter- 
onomy 8 : 1-20, and, as the second Lesson. 1 Thes- 
salonians a : 12-24; whereupon the Leader shall 
continue: 

O earth, earth, earth, hear the word 
of Jehovah. Thus saith Jehovah, thy 
Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel: "I 



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am Jehovah, tin Gfod, Which teacheth 
thee to profit, Which leadeth thee by 
the way that thou shouldest go. Oh 
that thou wouldest hearken to My com- 
mandments! then should thy peace be 
as a river, and thy righteousness as the 
waves of* the sea. "" Stand ye in the ways 
and see, and ask for the old paths, 
where is the good way. and walk there- 
in, and ye shall find rest for your souls. 
Let the wicked forsake his way, and 
the unrighteous man his thoughts; and 
let him return unto Me, and I will have 
mercy upon him.*' 

If we say that ice have no sin, we de- 
ceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. 
If ice confess our sins, God is faithful 
and righteous to forgive us our sins, and 
to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. 

Hide Thy face from our sins, 

And blot out all our iniquities. 

Create in us a clean heart, O God ; 

And renew a right spirit within us. 

Cast us not away from Thy presence; 

And take not Thy Holy Spirit from us. 

r Then shall all unite in singing: 

Tune 22. 
See, we repent, we weep, we mourn, 
To our forsaken God return : 
O spare our guilty country, spare 
The Church which Thou hast planted here. 

We plead Thy grace, indulgent God, 
We plead Thy Son's atoning blood, 
We plead Thy gracious promises: 
And are they unavailing pleas? 

T Then shall the Leader continue: 

Watch graciously over all govern- 
ments: establish them in truth and 
righteousness, and give them thoughts 
of peace. Bless the President of the 
United States and both Houses of Con- 
gress; the Governor and Legislature 
of" this Commonwealth, and all others 
that are in authority; and grant us r o 
lead under them a quiet and peaceable 
life in all godliness anc" honesty. Teach 
us to submit ourselvt \ to every ordi- 
nance of man for Thy sake ; and'to seek 
the peace of the places where we dwell. 
Give prosperity. O God, to this land, and 
salvation to all its people ! 

Hear us, gracious Lord and God. 

O Lord our God. Whose Xame is ex- 
cellent in all the earth, and Thy glory 
above the heavens; [ Who on this day 
didst inspire and direct the hearts of our 



delegates in Congress to lay the perpetual 
foundations of peace, liberty andsafety;} 
we bless and adore Thy glorious Ma- 
jesty, for Thy loving-kindness and 

providence. And we humbly pray that 
the devout sense of Thy signal mercy 
may renew an 1 increase in us a spirit 
of love and thankfulness to Thee, its 
only Author, a spirit of peaceable sub- 
mission to the laws and government of 
our country, and a spirit of fervent zeal 
for Thy holy religion, which Thou hast 
preserved and secured to us and our 
posterity. 
Hear us, gracious Lord and God. 

v Then may he read as the Epistle. Philippians 
4 : 4-s. and as the ttospel, St. John 8 : 31-3j : and 

an address or the reading of a part of the Decla- 
ration of Independence may follow. 

r Then shall the Leader continue: 

Trust ye in Jehovah for ever; for in 
the Lord Jehovah is an everlasting 
rock. Jehovah is righteous in all His 
ways, and gracious in all His works. 
Jehovah is nigh unto all them that call 
upon Him, to all that call upon Him in 
truth. He will fulfill the desire of them 
that fear Him: He also will hear their 
cry and will save them. Jehovah pre- 
serveth all them that love Him; but all 
the wicked will He destroy. 

My mouth shall speak the praise of 
Jehovah ; and let all flesh bless His Holy 
Name for ever and ever. 

] Then shall all unite in the following, or other 
suitable hymns: 

Tune 14. 
Lord, while for all mankind we pray. 

Of every clime and coast, 
Oh, hear us for our native land, 
The land we love the most. 

Oh, guard our shores from every foe; 

With peace our borders bless, 
Our cities with prosperity, 

Our fields with plenteousness. 

Unite us in the sacred love . 

Of knowledge, truth, and Thee: 
And let our hills and valleys chant 

The songs of liberty. 

Lord of the nations, thus to Thes 

Our country we commend; 
Be Thou her Refuel and her Trust, 

Her everlasting Friend. 

Tune 22. 

Praise God. from Whom all blessings flow; 
Praise Him. all creatures here below: 
I Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; 
Praise Father, Son,' and Holy Ghost! 



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Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world 

of sin? [within. 

The blood of Jesus whispers peace 

by thronging 
this is rest. 



2 Peace, perfect peace, 

duties pressed? 
To do the will of Jesus, 

3 Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones 

far away ? 
In Jesus' keeping we are safe and they. 



i 4 Peace, perfect peace, our future all 

unknown ? 
; Jesus we know, and He is on the throne. 

5 Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing 

us and ours ? [powers. 

, Jesus has vanquished death and all its 

[ 6 It is enough: earth's struggles soon 
shall cease, 
And Jesus call us to Heaven's perfect 
peace. E. H. Bickersteth, b. 13£>. 



CCENA DOMINI. (10, 10, Iambic.; 



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£* Tune 1. 

O King of mercy, from Thy throne on 
high [ble cry. 

Look down in love, and hear our hum- 

2 Thou tender Shepherd of the blood- 

bought sheep, [keep. 

Thy feeble wandering flock in safety 

3 O gentle Saviour, by Thy death we 

live ; 
To contrite sinners life eternal give. 

4 Thou art the Bread of heaven, on Thee 

we feed ; 
Be near to help our souls in time of need. 



5 Thou art the mourner's Stay, the sin- 

ner's Friend, * [out end. 

Sweet Fount of joy and blessings with- 

6 Oh, come and cheer us with Thy heav- 

enly grace, [face. 

Reveal the brightness of Thy glorious 

7 Go where we go, abide where we abide, 
In life, in death, our Comfort, Strength, 

and G-uide. 

8 Oh, lead us daily with Thine eye of 

love, 
And bring us safely to our home above. 

Thomas R. Birks, 1310-83. 



GREGOR'S 2D METRE. | /0 . . , ... 

Gelobt sei Gott, Der unsre Noth. / ( 8 > 8 > 8 - Iambic.) 



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Tune 2. 

O sons and daughters, let us sing, 
The King of Heaven, the glorious King, 
O'er death to-day rose triumphing. 

2 That Easter morn, at break of day, 
The faithful women went their way, 
To seek the tomb where Jesus layf 

3 An angel clad in white they see, 
Who sat and spake unto the three, 
"Your Lord doth go to Galilee." 

4 That night the apostles met in fear; 
Amidst them came thei r Lord most dear, 
And said, " My peace be on all here ! " 

5 When Thomas first the tidings heard, 
How they had seen the risen Lord, 

He doubted the disciples' word. 

6 "My pierced side, O Thomas, see; 
My hands, My feet, I show to thee ; 
Not faithless but believing be." 

7 No longer Thomas then denied ; 
He saw the feet, the hands, the side; 

" Thou art my Lord and God !" he cried. 



How blest are they who have not seen 
And yet whose faith hath constant been 
For they eternal life shall win. 

John Mason iNeale, tr., 1818-1866. 

4 

^ Tune 2. 

Morn's roseate hues have decked the 
The Lord has risen with victory : [sky, 
Let earth rejoice, its voice lift high. 

2 The Prince of life with death has 

striven, 
To cleanse the earth His blood has given; 
Has rent the veil, and opened heaven. 

5 And HetheWheat-corn,sowninearth, 
Has given a glorious harvest birth : 
Rejoice, and sing with holy mirth. 

4 Our bodies, mouldering to decay, 
Are sown to rise to heavenly day"; 
For He by rising burst the way. 

5 And he. dear Lord, that with Thee dies, 
And fleshly passions crucifies, 

In body, like to Thine, shall rise. 

6 O grant us, then, with Thee to die, 
j To spurn earth's fleeting vanity, 

I And love the things above the skv. 
I William Cooke, 1S21-84. 



HOLY SEPULCHRE. 



H. Thome. 




Tune 2. 

By Jesus' grave on either hand, 
While night is brooding o'er the land, 
The sad and silent mourners stand. 

2 At last the weary life is o'er, 
The agony and conflict sore 

Of Him Who all our sufferings bore. 

3 Deep in the rock's sepulchral shade 
The Lord, by Whom the worlds were 
The Saviour of mankind, is laid, [made, 

4 O hearts bereaved and sore distressed, 
Here is for you a place of rest ; 

Here leave your griefs on Jesus' breast. 

Isaac Gregory Smith, b. 1836. 



® Tune 2. 

O God of life, Whose power benign 
Doth o*er the world in mercy shine, 
Accept our praise, for we are Thine. 

2 O Father, Uncreated Lord, 
Be Thou in every land adored, 

Be Thou by all with faith implored. 

3 O Son of God. for sinners slain, 

We bless Thee, Lord, Whose dying pain 
For us did endless life regain. 

4 O Holy Ghost, Whose guardian care 
Doth us for heavenly joys prepare, 
May we in Thy communion share. 

" Arthur Tozer Russell, 1806-74. 



ALMSGIVING. (3, 8, 8, 4, Iambic.) 



J. B. Dykes, t J 876. 




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' Tune 3. 

O Lord of heaven, and earth, and sea, 
To Thee all praise and glory be ; 
How shall we show our love to Thee, 
Who givest all? 

2 For peaceful homes, and healthful 

days, 
For all the blessings earth displays, 
We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, 

Who givest all. 

3 Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, 
But gav'st Him for a world undone, 
And freely with that Blessed One 

Thou givest all. 

4 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, 
For means of grace and hopes of heaven, 
Father, what can to Thee be given, 

. Who givest all ? 

5 We lose what on ourselves we spend, 
We have as treasure without end 
Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, 

Who givest all. 

6 Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee, 
Repaid a thousandfold will be; 
Then gladly will we give to Thee, 

Who givest all. 

Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-85. 

" Tune 3. 

Through good report and evil, Lord, 
Still guided by Thy faithful Word,— 
Our staff, our buckler, and our sword, — 
We follow Thee. 

2 With enemies on every side, 
We lean on Thee, the Crucified; 
Forsaking all on earth beside, 
We follow Thee. 



3 O Master, point Thou out the way, 
Nor suffer Thou our steps to stray ; 
Then in that path that leads to day 

We follow Thee. 

4 Thou hast passed on before our face; 
Thy footsteps on the way we trace ; 

O, keep us, aid us bv Thy grace : 
We follow Thee. 

5 Whom have we in the heaven above. 
Whom on this earth, save Thee, to love? 
Still in Thv litfht we onward move ; 

We follow Thee ! 

Horatius Bonar, 180S-89. 
" Tune 3. 

Father of all, from land and sea 
The nations sing, "Thine, Lord, are we; 
Countless in number, but in Thee 
May we be one." 

2 O Son of God, Whose love so free 
For men did make Thee man to be, 
United to our God in Thee, 

May we be one. 

3 Thou, Lord, didst once for all atone; 
Thee may both Jew and Gentile own 
Of their two walls the Corner-stone, 

Making them one. 

4 Join high and low, join young and 

old, 
In love that never waxes cold ; 
Under one Shepherd, in one fold, 

Make us all one. 

5 So, when the world shall pass away, 
May we awake with joy and say, 

" Now in the bliss of endless day 
We all are one." 

Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-85. 



SARUM. (8, 8, 8, 4, Iambic.) 

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My God, is any hour so sweet, 

From blush/of morn to evening star, 

A* that which calls me to Thy feet— 
The hour of prayer? 

2 Then is my strength by Thee renewed ; 
Then are my sins by Thee forgiven, 

Then dost Thou cheer my solitude, 
With hopes of heaven. 

3 Xo words can tell what sweet relief 
Here for my every want I rind: 

What strength for" warfare, balm for 
What peace of mind ! [grief, 

4 Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore, 
Xo privilege so dear shall be 

As thus my inmost soul to pour 
In prayer to Thee. 

Charlotte Elliott, 1789-1871. 

11 Tune 3. 

The radiant morn hath passed away, 
And spent too soon her golden store ; 

The shadows of departing day 
Creep on once more. 

2 Our life is but a fading dawn ; 

Its glorious noon how quickly past ! 
Lead us, O Christ, when all is gone, 
Safe home at last. 

3 Oh, by Thy soul-inspiring grace, 
Uplift our hearts to realms on high ; 

Help us to look to that bright place 
Beyond the sky ; — 

4 Where saints are clothed in spotless 

white, 
And evening shadows never fall ; 
Where Thou, eternal Light of Light, 
Art Lord Of all ! Godfrey Thring, b. 1823. 



Tune 3. 

By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored, 
We keep the memory adored, 
And show the death of our dear Lord, 
L T ntil He come. 

2 And thus that dark betrayal night 
With the last advent we unite — 

By one blest chain of loving rite, 
Until He come — 

3 Until the trump of God be heard, 
Until the ancient graves be stirred, 
And with the great commanding word, 

The Lord shall come. 

4 Oh, blessed hope ! with this elate, 
Let not our hearts be desolate, 

But, strong in faith, in patience wait 
Until He come ! 

George Rawson. b. 1807. 

lo Tune 3. 

My heart lies dead ; and no increase 

JDoth my dull husbandry improve: 
Oh, let Thy graces, without cease, 
Drop from above. 

2 Thy dew doth every morning fall : 
And shall the dew outstrip Thy Dove? 

The dew for which earth can not call, 
Drop from above ! 

3 The world is tempting still my heart 
Unto a hardness void of love ; 

Let heavenly grace, to cross its art 
Drop from above ! 

4 O come ; for Thou dost know the way ! 
Or if to me Thou wilt not move, 

Remove me where I need not say, 
" Drop from above ! " 

George Herbert, 1593-1G32. 



HANFORD. (3, 8, 8, 4, Iambic.) 



A. S. Sullivan, 1872. 




i-^ Tune 3. 

God of my life ! Thy boundless grace 
Chose, pardoned, and adoptedlne ; 
My Rest, mv Home, mv Dwelling- 



I come to Thee. 



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2 Jesus, my Hope, my Rock, in y Shield ! 
Whose precious blood was shed for me, 

Into Thy hands my soul I yield ; 
I come to Thee. 

3 Spirit of glory and of God ! [be ; 
Long hast Thou deigned my Guide to 

Xow be Thy comfort sweet bestowed ; 
I come to Thee. 

4 I come to join that countless host, 
Who praise Thy Name unceasingly; 

Blest Father, Soii, and Holy Ghost ! 
I come to Thee. 

Charlotte Elliott, 17S9-1S71. 

15 Tune 3. 

Jesus, my Saviour ! look on me, 
For I am weary and opprest ; 

1 come to cast myself on Thee : 

Thou art my Rest. 

2 Look down on me, for I am weak, 

I feel the toilsome journey's length ; 
Thine aid omnipotent I seek : 
Thou art my Strength. 

3 I am bewildered on my way, 
Dark and tempestuous is the night ; 

Oh, send Thou forth some cheering ray ; 
Thou art my Light. 

4 When Satan flings his fiery darts, 
I look to Thee ; my terrors cease ; 

Thy Cross a hiding-place imparts : 
Thou art my Peace. 

5 Thou wilt my every want supply, 
E'en to the end, whate'er befall ; 

Through life, in death, eternally, 
Thou art mv All. 

John R. Macduff, 1853. 

lO Tune 3. 

My God, my Father! while I stray 
Far from my home, in life's rough way, 
Oh ! teach me from my heart to say 
" Thy will be done." 

2 If but my fainting heart be blest 

With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest, 

My God, to Thee I leave the rest ; — 

"Thy will be done." 



3 Renew my will from day to day, 
Blend it with Thine, and take away 
All that now makes it hard to say,' 

"Thy will be done." 

4 Then when on earth I breathe no more 
The prayer, oft mixed with tears before, 
I'll sing upon a happier shore, 

"Thv will be done." 

Charlotte Elliott, 17S9-1>71. 
J- » Tune 3, 

Leaning on Thee, my Guide and Friend, 

My gracious Saviour, I am blest : 
Though weary, Thou dost condescend 
To be'my Rest. 

2 Leaning on Thee, with childlike faith, 
To Thee the future I confide ; 

Each step of life's untrodden path 
Thy love will guide. 

3 Leaning on Thee, I breathe no moan. 
Though faint with languor, parched 

with heat : 
Thy will has now become my own — 
That will is sweet. 

4 Leaning on Thee, tho' faint and weak, 
Too weak another voice to hear. 

Thy heavenly accents comfort speak. 
" Be of good cheer." 

Charlotte Elliott, 17S9-1S71. 

J-O Tune 3. 

There is a holy sacrifice, 
Which God in heaven will not despise, 
Yea, which is precious in His eyes, — 
The contrite heart. 

2 That Lofty One, before Whose throne 
The countless hosts of heav'n bow down. 
Another dwelling-place will own, — 

The contrite heart. 

3 The Holy One, the Son of God, 
His pardoning love will shed abroad, 
And consecrate as His abode 

The contrite heart. 

4 The Holy Spirit from on high 
Will listen to its faintest sigh, 
And cheer, and bless, and purify 

The contrite heart. 

5 Saviour, I cast my hopes on Thee ; 
Such as Thou art I fain would be ; 
In mercy, Lord, bestow on me 

The contrite heart. 

Charlotte Elliott, 1789-1S71. 



WEIMA R. [HEIDELBERG.] > 
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(7, 6, 7, 6, Iambic.) 



Melchior Vulpius, 1C09. 




Tune 8 



Abide in grace, Lord Jesus, 

Among us constantly, 
Lest Satan's art deceive us 

And gain the victory. 

2 Abide, Lord, with the story 
Of Thy redeeming love ; 

May wethe gospel's glory 
And saving virtue prove. 

3 Abide, our pathway brighten 
With Thy celestial ray ; 

Blest Light, our souls enlighten, 
Show us the truth, the way. 

4 Abide with us in blessing, 
Lord of the earth and sky ; 

Rich grace and strength possessing, 
Do Thou our need supply. 

5 Abide, our only Safety, 
Thy people's sure Defence; 

No power can withstand Thee, 
Divine Omnipotence. 

6 Abide among us ever. 
Lord, with Thy faithfulness ; 

Jesus, forsake us never, 
Help us in all distress. 
Josua Stegman, 1630 ; F. W. Detterer, tr., 1890. 

2D Tune 8. 

To Father, Son and Spirit, 

Eternal One in Three, 
As was, and is for ever, 

All praise and glory be. 



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Tune 8. 

The sepulcher is holding 

To-day within its band 
The Lord, Who holds creation 

Within His strong right hand. 

2 To-day a stone is hiding, 
From gaze of mortal eye, 

The Lord, Whose glory hideth 
The brightness of the sky. 

3 The life of all is sleeping, 
But hell is quaking sore ; 

And Adam bursts the fetters, 
Which prisoned him before. 

4 All praise to Thee, Lord Jesus, 
Whose providence of love, 

Hath won for us, Thy people, 
The Sabbath-rest above. 

Tr. by John Mason Xeale, 1818-1866. 



To Christ, the king of glory, 
Who in the tomb was laid, 

To Father and to Spirit, 
Eternal laud be paid. 



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Tune 8. 

The dav is past and over ; 

All thanks, O Lord, to Thee ; 
We pray Thee now that sinless 

The hours of dark may be. 

2 The joys of day are over; 
We lift oar hearts to Thee ; 

And ask Thee that offenceless 
The hours of dark may be. 

3 The toils of day are over ; 
We raise our hymn to Thee ; 

And ask that free from peril 
The hours of dark may be. 

4 Be Thou our souls' Preserver, 
O God ! for Thou dost know 

How many are the perils 
Through which we have to go. 

From the Greek of Anatolius ; 
Tr. by J. M. ^eale, 1S18-66, alt. 



Tune 8. 

Sit down beneath His shadow, 
And rest with great delight ; 

The faith that now beholds Him 
Is pledge of future sight. 

2 Our Master's love remember, 
Exceeding great and free ; 

Lift up thy heart in gladness, 
For He remembers thee. 

3 Bring every weary burden, 
Thy sin, thy fear, thy grief; 

He calls the heavy laden 
And gives theni kind relief. 

4 His righteousness "all glorious ' 
Thy festal robe shall be ; 

And love that passeth knowledge 
His banner over thee. 

5 A little while, though parted, 
Remember, wait, and love, 

Until He comes in glory, 
Until we meet above/ 

6 Till in the Father's Kingdom 
The heavenly feast is spread, 

And we behold His beauty. 
Whose blood for us was shed ! 

Frances R. Havergal, 1836-74 



GREGOR'S 9TH METRE. 
Jesus Christies blick dich an. 



(7, 6, 7, 6, Trochaic.) 



Gregor's Chorale Book, 1784. 




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01 Tune 9. 
Suffering Saviour, Lamb of God, 

How hast Thou been us6d ; 
With God's sin-avenging rod 
Soul and body bruised. 

2 We, for whom Thou once wast slain, 
We, whose sins did pierce Thee, 

Now commemorate Thy pain, 
And implore Thy mercy. 

3 What can we poor sinners do, 
When temptations seize us? 

Naught have we to look unto, 
But the blood of Jesus. 

4 Pardon all our sins, O Lord ; 
All our weakness pity : 

Guide us safely by Thy Word 
To the heavenly city. 

Joseph Hart, 1712-68. 
*3<^ Tune 9. 

Tell me, Whom my soul doth love, 
Where Thy flocks are feeding ; 

Where the pastures which they rove — 
Thou their footsteps leading? 

2 Tell me, sheltered from the heat, 
Where at noon they rest them ; 

Where at night their safe retreat — 
Fold, where none molest them ? 

3 Strong is Thy protecting arm ; 
Richly Thou providest ; 

Feeding, resting — kept from harm — 
Blest the flock Thou guidest. 

4 Noon and night be my Defence; 
Let no foe ensnare me ; 

Bring me to the Shepherd's tents— 
In Thy bosom bear me. 

Samuel Wolcott, 1813-86. 

^^ Tune 9. 

What, my soul, should bow thee down ? 

Perils or temptation? — 
Is not Christ upon the throne 

Still thy strong Salvation? 

2 Cast thy burden on the Lord, 
Thy almighty Saviour; 

He Who death for Thee endured, 
Surely will deliver. 

3 Mention to Him every want, 
Yea, whate'er may grieve Thee; 



If for comfort Thou dost pant, 
Jesus will relieve Thee. 

4 Turn, my soul, unto thy rest, 
Quickly turn to Jesus; 

In His presence thou art blest, 
He to thee is gracious. 

5 Mourn whene'er thou hast forgot 
Him, Whose great compassion 

Never fails, Whose blood hath bought 
Thy complete salvation. 

6 Earthly things do not regard, 
Trust in Jesus' favor ; 

He will be thy great Reward 
And thy Shield for ever. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 
^^ Tune 9. 

Shepherd, help Thy chosen few, 

Thee in truth to follow ; 
With Thy Blood, whate'er we do, 

Be Thou pleased to hallow. 

2 Show us dailv more and more 
Of Thy Church's beauty : 

Give the impulse and the power 
For each sacred duty. 

3 Thus shall we with willing feet 
On Thy service venture ; 

Thy hard labor makes all sweet, 
When on toil we enter. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

wO Tune 9. 

Till permitted hence to go, 

To behold my Saviour, 
Whom e'en here, by faith, to know, 

I enjoy the favor": — 

2 Till to heaven I go in peace, 
Where no sin assaileth, 

Sorrows, sighs and tears must cease, 
Love alone prevaileth : — 

3 Till the day when I shall tread 
Those celestial mountains, 

Where the Lamb Himself will lead 
Me to living fountains : — 

4 Till that time mine eyes I'll raise 
Unto Him in spirit, 

And my feeble tongue shall praise 
My Redeemer's merit. 
Chr. Gregor, 1723-1801 ; st. 3, Thomas Bird. 



GREGOR'S 10TH METRE, \ „ - . - Tamh , n x 

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My soul, awake, and render 
To God, thy great Defender, 
Thy prayer and adoration 
For His kind preservation. 

2 With joy I still discover 
Thy light, O Lord, my Saviour; 
My thanks shall be the spices 
Of morning sacrifices. 

3 Bless me, this day, Lord Jesus, 
And be to me propitious ; 



Grant me Thy kind protection 
From every sin's infection. 

4 Bless every thought and action ; 
Afford me Thy direction ; 

To Thee alone^ be tending 
Beginning, middle, ending. 

5 Be Thou my only Treasure, 
Fulfill in me Thy pleasure : 
May I in every station 

Give Thee due adoration. 

Stanzas 1, 2, 4, 5, Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76. 

Stanza 3, from the Greek of the Eastern 

Church after A. D. 100. 



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O I Tune 11. 

Dearest Jesus, come to me 

And abide eternally ; 

Friend of needy sinners, come, 

Fill and make my heart Thy home. 

2 Oftentimes for Thee I sigh, 
Nothing else can give me joy ; 
This is still my cry to Thee: 
Dearest Jesus, come to me. 

3 Jesus, Thee alone I call 
My beloved Friend, my All ; 
Nothing, whatsoe'er it be, 
Shall divide my heart with Thee. 

Johann Scheiner (Angelus Silesius), 1624-77. 



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Tune 11. 



Gentle Jesus, meek and mild, 
Look upon a little child ; 
Pity my simplicity, 
Suffer me to come to Thee. 

2 Fain I would to Thee be brought 
Gracious God, forbid it not; 

In the Kingdom of Thy grace 
Give a little child a place. 

3 Lamb of God, I look to Thee, 
Thou shalt my Example be; 
When Thou wast a little child, 
Thou wast gentle, meek, and mild. 



4 Due obedience Thou didst show ; 
O make me obedient too. 

Thou wast merciful and kind; 
Grant me, Lord, Thy loving mind. 

5 Let me above all fulfill 

God my heavenly Father's will, 
Never His good Spirit grieve, 
Only to His glory live. 

6 Loving Jesus, gentle Lamb, 
In Thy hand secure I am ; 

Make me, Saviour, what Thou art, 
Live Thyself within my heart. 

7 Teach me to show forth Thy praise, 
Love and serve Thee all my days ; 

O might all around me see 
Christ, the Holy Child, in me. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

39 Tune 11. 

Jesus' mercies never fail, 
This we prove at eve^ meal : 
Lord, we thank Thee for Thy grace, 
Gladly join to sing Thy praise. 

2 Lord, the gifts Thou dost bestow, 
Can refresh and cheer us too; 
But no gift can to the heart 
Be what Thou our Saviour art. 

Johann Schemer, 1624-77. 



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40 Tune II. 

Grant, most gracious Lamb of God, 
Who hast bought me with Thy blood, 
That my soul and body be 
Quite devoted unto Thee. 

2 Jesus, hear my fervent cry, 
My whole nature sanctify ; 
Root out all that is unclean. 
Though it cause me pungent pain. 

3 Gracious Lord, I wish alone 
Thine to be. yea, quite Thine own, 
And to all eternity 

To remain Thy propertv. 

Johann Scheffler, 1621-77. 

LUBECK. \ „ Trn . 

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41 Tune 13, 

Jesus, Who for me hast died, 
Grant I may in Thee abide : 
Set me, Lord, unto Thy praise; 
Water me with showers of grace. 

2 Make my heart a garden fair. 
Which such pleasant fruit may bear, 
As affords true joy to Thee 

And Thy Father constantly. 

3 In Thy garden here below 
Water me that I may grow ; 
When all grace to me is given, 
Then transplant me into heaven. 

William Hammond, 1719-S3. 



Freylinghausen, 1704. 




Tune 11. 
All the world give praises due; 
God is faithful, God is true ; 
He to mm doth comfort send 
In His Son, the sinner's Friend. 

2 What the fathers wished of old, 
What the promises foretold, 
What the seers did prophesy, 
Is fulfilled most gloriousl3 r . 

3 My Salvation, welcome be ! 
Thou, my Portion, praise to Thee! 
Come and make Thy blest abode 
In my heart, O Son of God! 

4 Jesus, when in majesty 
Thou shalt come my Judge to be, 
Grant in grace that I may stand 
Justified at Thv risht hand. 

Heinrich Held, d. 1643. 



Tune 11. 



Day by day the manna fell ; 
Oh^ to learn this lesson well ! 
Still by constant mercy fed, 
Give me, Lord, my daily bread. 

2 Day by day the promise reads, 
Daily strength for daily needs, 
Cast' foreboding fears away : 
Take the manna of to-day. 

3 Lord, my times are in Thy hand ; 
All my brightest hopes have planned 
To Thy wisdom 1 resign, 
And would make Thy purpose mine. 

4 Thou my daily task shalt give ; 
Day by day to Thee I live : 
So "shall added years fulfill, 
Not my own— my Father's will. 

Josiah Conder, 17S&-1S55. 

45 Tune 11. 

" As thy day, thy strength shall be ! " 
This should be enough for thee ; 
He Who knows thy frame will spare 
Burdens more than thou canst bear. 

2 When thy days are veiled in night, 
Christ shall give thee heavenly light ; 
Seem they wearisome and long, 
Yet in Him thou shalt be strong. 

3 Cold and wintry though they prove 
Thine the sunshine of His love ; 
Or with fervid heat opprest, 
In His shadow thou shalt rest. 

4 These to Thee, my God, we owe, 4 When thy days on earth are past, 

Source Whence all our blessings flow ; Christ shall call thee home at last, 
And for these my soul shall raise j His redeeming love to praise, 

Grateful vows and solemn praise. Who hath strengthened all thv days. 

Anna Laetitia Bar bauld, 1743-1825. | Frances R. Havergal, 1836-79. 

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4o Tune 11. 

Praise to God, immortal praise, 
For the love that crowns our days ! 
Bounteous Source of every joy. 
Let Thy praise our tongues employ. 

2 For the blessings of the field, 
For the stores the gardens yield, 
For the fruits in full supply, 
Ripened 'neath the Summer sky: 

3 All that Spring with bounteous hand 
Scatters o"er the smiling land, 

All that liberal Autumn pours 
From her rich o'erflo win": stores: 



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46 Tune 11. 

Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 
Sons of men, and angels, say ; 
Raise your joys and triumphs high ! 
Sing, ye heavens! and earth, reply ! 

2 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; 
Christ hath burst the gates of hell; 
Death in vain forbids His rise ; 
Christ hath opened Paradise. 

3 Lives again our glorious King ; 

" Where, O death, is now thy sting?" 
Once He died our souls to save ; 
"Where's thy victory, O grave?" 

4 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
Following our exalted Head ; 
Made like Him, like Him we rise ; 
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies! 

Charles Wesley, 1708^88. 

4 / Tune 11. 

Hail the day that sees Him rise, 
Glorious, to His native skies ! 
Christ, awhile to mortals given, 
Re-ascends His native heaven. 

2 There the glorious triumph waits ; 
Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 
Wide unfold the radiant scene ; 
Take the King of glory in ! 

3 Him though highest heaven receives, 
Still He loves the earth He leaves ; 
Though returning to His throne, 
Still He calls mankind His own. 

4 See, He lifts His hands above ! 
See, He shows the prints of love ! 
Hark, His gracious lips bestow 
Blessings on His Church below ! 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

48 Tune 11. 

Earth has nothing sweet or fair 
Lovely forms or beauties rare, 
But before my eyes they bring 
Christ, of beauty Source and Spring. 

2 When the morning paints the skies 
When the golden sunbeams rise, 
Then my Saviour's form I find 
Brightly imaged on my mind. 

3 When the day-beams pierce the night, 
Oft I think on Jesus' Light, 

Think how bright that Light will be, 
Shining through eternity. 



4 When as moonlight softly steals, 
Heaven its thousand eyes reveals, 
Then I think : Who made their light, 
Is a thousand times more bright. 

5 Lord of all that's fair to see! 
Come, reveal Thyself to me ; 
Let me, 'mid Thy radiant light, 
See Thine unveiled glories bright. 

6 Come, Lord Jesus ! and dispel 
The dark clouds in which I dwell ; 
Thus to me the power impart, 

To behold Thee as Thou art. 

Johann Schemer, 1624-77: 
Catherine Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

^=y Tune 11. 

Songs of praise the angels sang, 
Heaven with hallelujahs rang, 
When Jehovah's work begun, 
When He spake, and it was done. 

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, 
When the Prince of Peace w T as born ; 
Songs of praise arose, when He 
Captive led captivity. 

3 Heaven and earth must pass away, 
Songs of praise shall crown that day ; 
God will make new heavens and earth, 
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 

4 And can man alone be dumb, 
Till that glorious Kingdom come? 
No ;— the Church delights to raise 
Psalms and hymns, and songs of praise. 

5 Saints below, with heart and voice, 
Still in songs of praise rejoice ; 
Learning here, by faith and love, 
Songs of praise to sing above. 

6 Borne upon their latest breath, 
Songs of praise shall conquer death ; 
Then, amidst eternal joy, 

Songs of praise their powers employ. 
James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

50 Tune 11. 

Jesus, all our souls inspire, 
Fill us with love's sacred fire; 
Thus will all in us perceive, 
That we in Thy Name believe. 

2 May it to the world appear, 
That we Thy disciples are, 
By our loving mutually, 
By our being one in Thee. 

F. W. Foster, 1760-1835. 



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VEXI REDKMPTOE GENTTUM. 
Xun komtn, der Jftideii Jfeiland. 



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Ambrose of Milan, c. 380. 




51 



Tune 11. 



See. my soul. God ever "blest 
In the flesh made manifest ; 
Human nature He assumes, 
He to ransom sinners comes. 

2 He fulfilled all righteousness, 
Standing in the sinner's place : 
From the manger to the Cross 
All He did, He did for us. 

3 All our woes He did retrieve ; 
He expired that we might live ; 

By His stripes our wounds are healed, 
By His blood our pardon's sealed. 

4 Lord, conform us to Thy death, 
Raise us to new life by faith: 
Through Thy resurrection's power, 
May we praise Thee evermore. 

William Hammond, 1719-83. 

52 Tune 11. 

Let me dwell on Golgotha, 
Weep and love my life away ; 
While I see Him on the tree 
Weep, and bleed, and die for me. 

2 That dear blood, for sinners spilt, 
Shows my sin in all its guilt; 

Ah. my soul. He bore thy load ; 
Thou hast slain the Lamb of God. 

3 Hark, His dying word: "Forgive: 
Father, let the sinner live; 
Sinner, wipe thy tears away, 

1 thy ransom freely pay.'' 

4 He has dearly bought my soul : 
Lord, accept and claim the whole; 
To Thy will I all resign, 

3vpw no more my own, but Thine. 

^ l^k John Newton, 1725-1S07. 

^j^g| Tune 11. 

Christ will gather in His own 
To the place where He is gone. 
Where the heart and treasure lie, 
Where our life is hid on high. 

2 Day by day the Voice saith, "Come, 
Enter thine eternal home : " 

Asking not if we can spare 
This dear soul It summons there. 

3 Had He asked us, well we know 
We should cry, " Oh spare this blow ! ' 
Yes, with streaming tears should pray 
" Lord, we love him, let him stay." 

i But the Lord doth naught amiss, 
And, since He has ordered this, 



We have naught to do but still 
Rest in silence on His will. 

5 Many a heart no longer here 
Ah ! was all too inly dear; 
Yet, O Love, 'tis Thou dost call ; 
Thou wilt be our All in all. 
St. 1. 3-5. Zinzendorf. 1700-60 ; St. 2. Christian Gregor. 
1723-1S01; Catherine Winkworth, tr. 

54 Tune 11. 

" It is finished ! "' Shall we raise 
Songs of sorrow, or of praise? 
Mourn to see the Saviour die, 
Or proclaim His victory? 

2 If of Calvary we tell, 

How can sonus of triumph swell? 
If of man redeemed from woe, 
How shall notes of mourning flow? 

3 Ours the guilt which pierced His side, 
Ours the sin for which He died ; 

But the blood which flowed that day 
Washed our sin and guilt away. 

4 Lamb of God! Thy death hath given 
Pardon, peace, and hope of heaven : 
'"It is finished ! " Let us raise 
Songs of thankfulness and praise. 

Anon. 

55 Tune 11. 

When on Sinai's top I see 
God descend, in majesty, 
To proclaim His holy law, 
All my spirit sinks with awe. 

2 When, in ecstasy sublime, 
Tabor's glorious steep I climb, 
At the too transporting light, 
Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 

3 When on Calvary I rest, 
God, in flesh made manifest, 
Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 

4 Here I would for ever stay. 
Weep and gaze my soul away : 
Thou art heaven on earth to 'me, 
Lovely, mournful Calvary ! 

James ilontgomery. 1771-1S54. 

56 Tune 11. 

Go, my soul, go every day 
To tlWtomb where Jesus lay : 
Be with Him my members dead, 
Be His sepulcher my bed. 

2 Boldest foes dare never come 
Xear my Saviour's sacred tomb ; 
Evil never can molest 
Those who near His body rest. 

John Worthington, 1725-90, 



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Tune 11. 

God, most mighty, sovereign Lord, 
By the heavenly hosts adored! 
God of nations, King of kings, 
Head of all created things ! 

2 By Thy saints with joy confessed, 
God" o'er all for ever blest! 

Lo! we come before Thy throne, 
In our Saviour's Name alone. 

3 On our fields of grass and grain, 
Drop, O Lord ! the kindly rain ; 
O'er our wide and goodly land. 
Crown the labors of each hand. 

4 Let Thy kind protection be 
O'er our commerce on the sea; 
Open. Lord! Thy bounteous hand, 
Bless Thy people, bless our land. 

5 Let, O Lord! our rulers be 
Men that love and honor Thee; 
Let the powers, by Thee ordained, 
Be in righteousness maintained. 



6 In the people's hearts increase 
Love of piety and peace; 
Thus, united we shall stand, 
One wide, free, and hapov land. 

Henry Harbaugh, 1817-67. 

58 Tune ii. 

Lord, my times are in Thy hand, 
Be they then at Thy command; 
Let me live to Thee alone, 
Then the sting of death is gone. 

2 Whither should I, sinner, flee, 
Lord, for shelter, but to Thee? 
Thou hast gone before, in grace, 
To prepare a resting-place. 

3 Bearing my sins' heavy load, 

All Thy steps were marked with blood, 
From the garden to the Cross, 
Suffering to retrieve our loss. 

4 By Thy bitter agony, 

By Thy life poured out for me, 

Oh, let me, a sinner, find 

In mv God a Friend most kind. 

Clare Taylor, d. 1778. 



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59 Tune 11. 

Hark ! my soul ! it is the Lord ; 
'T is thy Saviour— hear His word; 
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, 
"Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me? 

2 " I delivered thee, when bound, 
And when bleeding, healed thy wound 
Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
Turned thy darkness into light. 

3 " Can a woman's tender care 
Cease towards the child she bare? 
Yea, she may forgetful be, 

Yet will I remember thee. 

4 " Mine is an unchanging love, 
Higher than the heights above, 
Deeper than the depths beneath, 
Free and faithful, strong as death. 



5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, 
When the work of grace is^done, 
Partner of My throne shalt be: 
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me? *' 

6 Lord ! it is my chief complaint, 
That my love is weak and faint ; 
Yet I love Thee, and adore ;— 
Oh, for grace to love Thee more. 

William Cowptr, 1731-1800. 

60 Tune 11. 

Now may He Who from the dead 
Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, 

Jesus Christ, our King and Head, 
All our souls in safety keep. 

2 May He teach us to fulfill 
What is pleasing in His sight; 

Perfect us in all His will, 
And preserve us day and night. 

John XewtonT 1725-1807. 



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4 Peace on earth, good-will to men ! 
Now with ns our God is seen: 
Angels join His Name to praise, 
Help to sing redeeming grace. 

5 Jesus is the loveliest Name, 
This the angel doth proclaim ; 
Sinners poor He came to save, 
They in Him redemption have. 

6 They who see themselves undone, 
And take refuge to the Son, 

They shall all be born again, 
And with Him in priory reign. 

William" Hammond, 1719-S3. 

63_ 

Glory to the Father give, 
God in Whom we move and live ; 
Children's prayers He deigns to hear, 
Children's songs delight His ear. 

2 Glory to the Son we bring, 

Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King; 
Children, raise your sweetest strain 
To the Lamb, for He was slain. 

3 Glory to the Holy Ghost ; 
Be this day a Pentecost : 
Children's minds may He inspire, 
Touch their tongues with holy tire. 

4 Glory in the highest be 
To the'blessed.Trinity, 
For the Gospel from above. 

For the word that " God is love."' 

James ^Montgomery, 1771-1854. 



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61 Tune 11. 

Bright and joyful is the morn, 

For to us a Child is born: 

From the highest realms of heaven 

Unto us a Son is given. 

2 On His shoulder He shall bear 
Power and majesty, and wear 
On His vesture and His thigh 
Names most awful, Names most high. 

3 Wonderful in counsel He, 
Christ, the incarnate Deity, 
Sire of a^es ne'er to cease, 

King of kings, and Prince of peace. 

4 Come and worship at His feet; 
Yield to Him the homage meet; 
From the manger to the throne, 
Homage due to God alone. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1S54. 

6*2 Tune 11. 

What good news the angels bring ! 
What glad tidings of our King ! 
Christ the Lord is born to-day, 
Christ Who takes our sins away ! 

2 He Who rules both heaven and earth 
Hath in Bethlehem His birth ; 

Him shall all the faithful see, 
And rejoice eternally. 

3 Lift your hearts and voices high, 
With Hosannas fill the sky : 
Glory be to God above, 

Who is infinite in love ! 



Tune 11. 



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KJ ^ Tune 11. 

Heavenlv Father, to Whose eye 
Future things unfolded lie, 
Through the desert where I stray, 
Let Thy counsel guide my way. 

2 Lead me not, for flesh is frail, 
Where fierce trials would assail; 
Leave me not, in darkened hour, 
To withstand the tempter's power. 



3 Help me ever to maintain 
A profession free from stain, 
That my sole reproach may be 
Following Christ and fearing Thee. 

4 Lord, uphold me day by day, 
Shed a light upon my way ; 

Guide rne through perplexing snares, 
Care for me in all my cares. 

Jcsiah C'ODder, 1789-1855. 



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65 Tune 11. 

Lord of hosts, to Thee we raise 
Here a house of prayer and praise: 
Thou Thy people's hearts prepare 
Here to meet for praise and prayer. 

2 Let the living here be fed 

With Thy Word, the heavenly Bread ; 
Here in hope of glory blest, 
May the dead be laid to rest. 

3 Here to Thee a temple stand, 
While the sea shall gird the land; 
Here reveal Thy mercy sure, 
While the sun and moon endure. 

4 Hallelujah ! earth and sky 
To the joyful sound reply ; 
Hallelujah ! hence ascend 

Prayer and praise till time shall end. 
James Montgomery, 1771-1854 

66 Tune 11. 

They who seek the throne of grace 
Find that throne in every place ; 
If we live a life of prayer. 
God is present everywhere. 

2 In our sickness and our health, 
In our want, or in our wealth, 

If we look to God in prayer, 
God is present everywhere. 

3 When our earthly comforts fail, 
When the foes of life prevail, 

'T is the time for earnest prayer ; 
God is present everywhere. 

4 Then, my soul, in every strait. 
To thy Father come, and wait ; 
He will answer every prayer : 
God is present everywhere. 

Oliver Holden, d. 1844, alt. 

67 Tune 11. 
Blest are they, supremely blest, 
Who of Jesus' grace possessed, 
Cleave to Him by living faith, 

Till they shall resign their breath 

2 One with Christ their Head, they share 
Happiness beyond compare; 

Since on Him their hopes they build, 
He is their Reward and Shield. 

3 Though all earthly joys be fled, 
If in Him they trust indeed. 

He will be their constant Friend, 
And protect them to the end. 



4 If to Jesus they appeal, 
When their faith and courage fail, 
He assures them of His love. 

Doth their Strength in weakness prove. 

5 They who simply to Him cleave, 
FromTlis fullness" grace receive; 
And throughout their mortal days 
Their employment is His praise." 

6 Jesus wipes away their tears, 
And their drooping spirits cheers ; 
They in truth, with heart and voice, 
Evermore in Him rejoice. 

J. G. Wolf. d. 1754. 
UO Tune 11. 

Praise the Lord, His glories show, 
Saints within His courts below. 
Angels round His throne above. 
All that see and share His love ! 

2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, 
Tell His wonders, sing His worth ! 
Age to a«:e, and shore to shore, 
Praise Him, praise Him, evermore! 

3 Praise the Lord, His mercies trace; 
Praise His providence and grace, 
All that He for man hath done, 

All He sends us through His Son. 

4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts, 
In the concert bear your parts ; 

All that breathe, your Ford adore; 
Praise Him, praise Him. evermore ! 

Henry Francis Lyre. 1793-1547. 

69 Tune U. 

Conquering kings their titles take 
From the foes they captive make : 
Jesus, by a nobler deed 
From the thousands He hath freed. 

2 Yes ; none other name is given 
Under all the mighty heaven 
Which can make the dead arise, 
And exalt them to the skies. 

3 That which Christ so hardly wrought, 
That which He so dearly bought, 
That salvation, brethren, say, 

Shall we madly cast away ? 

4 Rather, gladly for that Name 
Bear the cross, endure the shame ; 
Joyfully for Him to die 

Is not death but victory. 

John Chandler, tr. 1S0&-76. 



16 



SEYMOUR. (7, 7, 7, 7, Trochaic.) 



/From C. M. Yon Weber, 1786-182 
\ Arr. by H. W. Greatorex, 1849. 




70 Tune n. 

Softly now the light of day 
Fades upon my sight away; 
Free from care, from labor free. 
Lord, I would commune with Thee. 

2 Thou, Whose all-pervading eye 
Naught escapes without, within, 
Pardon each infirmity, 

Open fault, and secret sin. 

3 Soon, for me, the light of day 
Shall for ever pass away ; 
Then, from sin and sorrow free. 
Take me. Lord, to dwell with Thee. 

4 Thou Who, sinless, yet hast known 
All of man's infirmity ; 

Then from Thine eternal throne, 
Jesus, look with pitying eye. 

George Washington Doane, 1799-1859, 

• 1 Tune 11. 

Cast thy burden on the Lord, 
Only lean upon His word ; 
Thou shalt soon have cause to bless 
His eternal faithfulness. 

2 Ever in the raging storm 
Thou shalt see His cheering form, 
Hear His pledge of coming aid : 

" It is I, be not afraid." 

3 Cast thy burden at His feet ; 
Linger at His mercy-seat : 
He will lead thee by the hand 
Gently to the better land. 

4 He will gird thee by His power, 
In thy weary, fainting hour; 
Lean then, loving, on His word ; 
Cast thy burden on the Lord. 

William Hammond, 1719-83. 

• ^ » Tune 11. 

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare 
Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
He Himself has bid thee pray, 
Therefore will not say thee nay. 

2 Thou art coming to a King, 
Large petitions with thee bring: 
For His grace and power are such, 
None can ever ask too much. 

3 With my burden I begin, 
Lord remove this load of sin ; 
Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, 
Set my conscience free from guilt. 

4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest, 
Take possession of my breast ; 

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Tune 11. 



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There Thy blood-bought right maintain, 
And without a rival reign. 

5 While I am a pilgrim here, 
Let Thy love my spirit cheer ; 

As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, 
Lead me to my journey's end. 

6 Show me what I have to do, 
Every hour my strength renew : 
Let me live a life of faith, 

Let me die Thy people's death. 

John Xewton, 1725-1807. 

73 

Xow with the declining sun 
Day to night is passing on ; 
So doth mortal life descend 
Swiftly to its destined end. 

2 From the Cross Thine arms, 
Fold the world, O Crucified ! 
Help us love the Cross; in Thy 
Dear embrace help us to die. 

3 Glorv to the Eternal One ! 
Glory to the Only Son ! 
Glory to the Spirit be 
Now, and through eternity. 

From the Latin. 

•^ Tune 11. 

Palms of glory, raiment bright, 
Crowns that never fade away. 

Gird and deck the saints in light, 

Priests and kings and conquerors 
they. 

2 Yet the conquerors bring their palms 
To the Lamb amidst the throne, 

And proclaim in joyful psalms 
Victory through His cross alone. 

3 Kings for harps their crowns resign, 
Crying, as they strike the chords, 

" Take the kingdom, it is Thine, 
King of kings and Lord of lords." 

4 Round the altar priests confess, 
If their robes are white as snow, 

'Twas the Saviour's righteousness, 
And His blood, that made them so. 

5 Who were these ? on earth they dwelt, 
Sinners once of Adam's race, 

Guilt and fear and suffering felt ; 
But were saved by sovereign grace. 

6 They were mortal too like us ; 
O when we like them must die, 

May our souls translated thus, 
Triumph, reisin and shine on high. 
James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

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PLEYEL'S HYMN. (7, 7, 7, 7, Trochaic.) 
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75 Tune 11. 

Children of the Heavenly King ; 
As ye journey, sweetly sing! 
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
Glorious in His works and ways ! 

2 We are traveling home to God, 
In the way the fathers trod ; 
They are happy now, and we 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

3 Foes are round us, but we stand 
On the borders of our land ; 
Jesus, God's exalted Son, 

Bids us undismayed go on. 

4 Onward then we gladly press 
Through this earthly wilderness: 
Only, Lord, our Leader be, 
And we still will follow Thee. 

5 Seal our love, our labors end ; 
Let us to Thy bliss ascend ; 
Let us to Thy Kingdom come ; 
Lord, we long to be at home. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

7o Tune 11. 

Wake the song of jubilee, 

Let it echo o'er the sea ; 

Now is come the promised hour ; 

Jesus reigns with glorious power. 

2 All ye nations, join and sing, 
Praise your Saviour, praise your King 
Let it sound from shore to shore, 

" Jesus reigns for evermore." 

3 Hark ! the desert lands rejoice, 
And the islands join their voice ; 
Joy ! the whole creation sings, 

" Jesus is the King of kings ! " 

Leonard Bacon, 1802-81. 



77 



Tune 11. 

Now begin the heavenly theme, 
Praise ye Jesus' saving Name ; 
Ye who Jesus' kindness prove, 
Triumph in redeeming love. 

2 Ye who see the Father's grace 
Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
As to heaven ye onward move, 
Praise and bless redeeming love. 

3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, 
Banish all your guilty fears ; 



Jesus will your guilt remove, 
Prompted by redeeming love. 

4 Welcome, all by sin opprest, 
Jesus Christ will give you rest; 
Nothing brought Him from above, 
Nothing but redeeming love. 

5 Sing, ye ransomed, to His praise, 
Tune your songs to grateful lays, 
Mortals, join the hosts above/ 
Join to praise redeeming love. 

6 When His Spirit leads us home, 
When we to His glory come, 

We shall all the fullness prove 
Of our Lord's redeeming love. 

John Langford, d. 1790. 

• O Tune 11. 

Now the shades of night are gone ; 
Now the morning light is come : 
Lord, may we be Thine to-day, 
Drive the shades of sin away. 

2 Fill our souls with heavenly light, 
Banish doubt, and clear our sight ; 
In Thy service, Lord, to-day 

May we stand, and watch, and pray. 

3 Keep our haughty passions bound, 
Save us from our foes around, 
Going out and coming in, 

Keep us safe from every sin. 

Samson Occom, 1723-92. 
«9 Tune 11. 

Hark, the distant isles proclaim 
Glory to Messiah's name ; 
Hymns of praise unheard before 
Echo from the farthest shore. 

2 Hearts that once were taught to own 
Idol gods of wood and stone, 

Now to light and life restored, 
Honor Jesus as their Lord. 

3 Blessed Saviour, still proceed, 
Bid the glorious conquest speed; 
Let this first refreshing ray 
Brighten to a perfect dav. 

William Hiley Bathurst, 1796-1877. 

80 Tune 11. 

Sing we to our God above 
Praise eternal as His love ; 
Praise Him, all ye heavenly host — 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 



18 



ST. BEES. (7, 7, 7, 7, Trochaic.) 



J. B. Dykes, 1 1876. 



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81 Tune 11. 

Sweeter sounds than music knows 
Charm me in Immanuel's Name ; 

All her hopes my spirit owes 
To His birth, and Cross, and shame 

2 When He came the angels sung, 
"Glory be to God on high ! *' 

Lord, unloose my stammering tongue, 
Who should louder sing than I? 

•3 Did the Lord a man become, 
That He might the law fulfill, 

Bleed and sutler in my room, 

And canst thou, my tongue, be still? 

4 No, I must my praises bring, 
Though they worthless are and weak 

For should I refuse to sing. 
Sure the very stones would speak. 

5 O my Saviour, Shield and Sun, 
Shepherd, Brother, Guardian, Friend, 

Every precious name in one, 

1 will love Thee without end. 

John Newton. 1725-1S07 

82 Tune ii. 

Jesus ! Xanie of wondrous love ! 
Name all other names above ! 
L nto Which must every knee 
Bow in deep humility." 

2 Jesus! Name of priceless worth 
To the fallen sons of earth. 

For the promise that It gave — 
ki Jesus shall His people save." 

3 Jesus! Only Xame that's given 
Under all the" mighty heaven, 
Whereby man, to sin enslaved, 
Bursts his fetters, and is saved. 

4 Jesus ! Xame of wondrous love ! 
Human name of God above ; 
Pleading only This we flee. 
Helpless, O our God, to Thee. 

William Walsham How, b. 1S23. 

O^J Tune 11. 

Mighty God, we humbly pray, 
Let Thy power so bear the sway, 
That in all things we may show 
That we in Thy likenessgrow. 

2 Grant that all of us may prove 
By obedience, faith, and love, 
That our hearts to Thee are given, 
That our treasure is in heaven. 



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3 May it in our walk be seen. 
That we have with Jesus been. 
That as King o'er us He reigns, 

And unrivaled sway maintains. 

4 Then shall we in every state. 
Soul and body dedicate 

Unto Him Who for us died. 
Till with Him we're glorified. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

84 Tune 11. 
Watchman, tell us of the night, 

What its signs of promise are. 
Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height 
See the glory-beaming star. 

2 Watchman, does its beauteous ray 
Aught of hope or joy foretell? 

Traveler, yes, it brings the day — 
Promised day of Israel. 

3 Watchman, tell us of the night ; 
Higher yet that star ascends. 

Traveler, blessedness and light. 
Peace and truth its course portends. 

4 Watchman, will its beams alone 
Gild the spot that gave them birth? 

Traveler, ages are its own ; 
See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 

5 Watchman, tell us of the night, 
For the morning seems to dawn. 

Traveler, darkness takes its flight ; 
Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 

6 Watchman, let thy wanderings cease; 
Hie thee to thy quiet home. 

Traveler, lo ! the Prince of peace, 
Lo ! the Son of God is come. 

John Bowring, d. 1S72. 

85 Tune 11. 

People of the living God, 

I have sought the world around, 

Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
Peace and comfort nowhere found. 

2 Xow to you my spirit turns — 
Turns, a fugitive unblest ; 

Brethren, where your altar burns, 
Oh, receive me into rest ! 

3 Lonely I no longer roam, 

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave: 
Where you dwell shall be my home, 
Where you die shall be my grave :- 

4 Mine the God Whom you adore, 
Your Redeemer shall be mine; 

Earth can fill my soul no more, 
Every idol I resign. 

James ^Montgomery, 1771-1554. 



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"*-* Tune 11. 

Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life : 
Such a Way as gives us breath ; 
8 ich a Truth as ends all strife ; 
Such a Life as killeth death. 

2 Come, my Light, my Feast, my 
Such a Light as shows a feast ; [Strength : 



Such a Feast as mends in length ; 
Such a Strength as makes His guest- 

3 Come, my Joy, my Love, my Heart 
Such a Joy as none can move ; 
Such a Love as none can part ; 
Such a Heart as joys in love. 

George Herbert, 1593-1632. 



WORGAX. (7, 7, 7, 7, Trochaic, with Hallelujahs.) 

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Lyra Davidica, 17 




Tune 11. 

Jesus Christ is risen to-day, Hal. 

Our triumphant holy day/ Hal. 

Who did once upon the Cross, Hal. 
Suffer to redeem our loss, Hd. 

2 Hymns of praise, then let us sing, Hal. 
F/nto Christ, our heavenly King, Hal. 
Who endured the Cross and grave, Hal. 
Sinners to redeem and save, Hal. 



3 But the pain which He endured, Hal. 
Our salvation hath procured ; Hal. 
Now above the sky He's King, Hal. 
Where the angels ever sing, Hal. 

4 Xow be God the Father praised, Hal. 
With the Son, from death upraised, Hal. 
And the Spirit, ever blest ; Hal. 
One true God, by all confessed : Hal. 

From the Latin. 



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Adam Krieger, 1667, 

4-4 







Tune 14. 

In mercy, Lord, remember me, 
Be with me through this night, 

And grant to me most graciously 
The safeguard of Thy might. 

2 With cheerful heart I close my eyes ; 
Thou wilt not from me move : 

Lord, in the morning let me rise, 
Rejoicing in Thy love. 

3 Oh, if this night should prove my last, 
And end my transient days : 

Lord, take me to Thy promised rest, 
Where I mav sing Thv praise. 

Johann'F. Herzog, 1647-99. 

89 Tune 14. 

God moves in a mysterious way, 

His wonders to perform ; 
He plants His footsteps in the sea, 

And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
Of never-failing skill 

He treasures up His bright designs, 
And works His sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, 
The clouds you so much dread 

Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
But trust Him for His grace ; 

Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast, 
Unfolding every hour : 

The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flower. 

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
And scan His work in vain ; 

God is His own interpreter, 
And He will make it plain. 

William Cowper, 1731-1800. 

90 Tune 14. 

The impression of what Christ my 
Hath done for worthless me, [Friend. 

When He His life and blood did spend, 
Attend me constantly. 

2 O may I humbly onward move, 

While dying here I stay ; 
And Jesus, Whom unseen I love, 

Prepare me for His day. 

Christian Renatus von Zmzendorf, 1727-52. 



91 Tune 14, 

Blest soul, how sweetly dost thou rest, 

From every toil and care, 
Enjoying now, on Jesus' breast, 

Bliss far beyond compare ! 

2 His sufferings have delivered thee 
From misery, woe, and death ; 

His word, "'Tis finished, 7 ' proved to be 
The triumph of thy faith. 

3 Now to the earth let these remains 
In hope committed be ; 

Until the body, changed, obtains 
Blest immortalitv. 

Gottfried Neumann, 1688-1782 ; St. 2, Anon. 

92 Tune 14. 

There is a Fountain filled with blood, 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 

And sinners plunged beneath that flood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
That Fountain in his day ; 

And there have I, as vile as he, 
Washed all my sins away. 

3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood 
Shall never lose its power, 

Till all the ransomed Church of God 
Be saved, to sin no more. 

4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream 
Thy flowing'wounds supply, 

Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be till I die. 

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song 
I'll sing Thy power to save, 

When this poor lisping, stammering 
Lies silent in the grave. [tongue 

William Cowper, 1731-1800. 

93 Tune 14. 

Must Jesus bear the Cross alone, 

And all the world go free ? 
Xo, there's a cross for every one, 

And there's a cross for me. 

2 How happy are the saints above, 
Who once "went mourning here ; 

But now they taste unmingled love, 
And joy without a tear. 

3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 
Till death shall set me free, 

And then go home my crown to wear, 
For there's a crown for me. 

Thomas Shephard, 1665-1739. 



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JOACHIMSTHAL. [LUTZEN]. \ fn , T , 
Lobt Gfott, ihr Christen allzugleich. / ( L - M -> 



Nicolaus Hermann, 1554. 




94 Tune i4. 

Let songs of praises fill the sky ! 

Christ, our ascended Lord, 
Sends down His Spirit from on high, 

According to His word. 

2 The Spirit, by His heavenly breath, 
New life creates within ; 

He quickens sinners from the death 
Of trespasses and sin. 

3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, 
And to our hearts reveals ; 

Our bodies He His temple makes, 
And our redemption seals. 

4 Come, Holy Spirit! from above, 
With Thy celestial fire ; 

Come, and"with flames of zeal and love 
Our hearts and tongues inspire. 

Thomas Cotterill, 1779-1823. 

9£> Tune 14. 

1 say to all men, far and near, 
That Christ is risen again ; 

That He is with us now and here, 
And ever shall remain. 

2 And what I say, let each this morn 
Go tell it to his friend, 

That soon in every place shall dawn 
His Kingdom without end. 

3 Now first to souls who thus awake, 
Seems earth a Fatherland : 

A new and endless life they take 
With rapture from His hand. 

4 The fears of death and of the grave 
Are whelmed beneath the sea ; 

And every heart, now light and brave, 
May face the things to be. 

5 The way of darkness that He trod 
To heaven at last shall come, 

And he who hearkens to His Word 
Shall reach His Father's home. 

6 Now let the mourner grieve no more, 
Though his beloved sleep ; 

A happier meeting shall restore 
Their light to eyes that weep. 

7 Now every heart each noble deed 
With new resolves may dare ; 

A glorious harvest shall the seed 
In happier regions bear. 

8 He lives ! His Presence hath not 
Though foes and fears be rife ; [ceased, 

And thus we hail, in Easter's feast, 
A world renewed to life ! 
Friedrich von Hardenbere: (Novalis), 1772-1801 ; 
Catherine Wink worth, tr., 1829-78. 



Tune 14, 

Glory to God, Whose witness-train, 

Those heroes bold in faith, 
Could smile on poverty and pain, 

And triumph e'en in death. 

2 Oh, may that faith our hearts sustain, 
Wherein they fearless stood, 

When in the power of cruel men 
Who thirsted for their blood. 

3 God Whom we serve, our God, can 
Can damp the scorching flame, [save, 

Can build an ark, can smooth the wave, 
For such as love His Name. 

4 Yea, should it e'en to man appear 
At times, as though our Lord 

Forsook His chosen people here, 
At last He'll help afford. 

5 Lord ! if Thine arm support us still 
With its eternal strength, 

We shall o'ercome the mightiest ill, 
And conquerors prove at length. 

Zinzendorf and C. Titius. 

97 Tune 14. 

The eternal gates lift up their heads, 
The doors are opened w r ide ; 

The King of glory is gone up 
Unto His Father's side. 

2 Thou art gone in before us, Lord, 
Thou hast prepared a place, 

That we may be where now Thou art, 
And look upon Thy face. 

3 And ever on Thine earthly path 
A gleam of glory lies ; 

A light still breaks behind the cloud 
That veils Thee from our eyes. 

4 Lift up our thoughts, lift up our songs, 
And let Thy grace be given, 

That while we linger yet below, 
Our hearts may be in heaven ; 

5 That where Thou art at God's right 
Our hope, our love may be : [hand, 

Dwell in us now, that we may dwell 
For evermore with Thee. 

Cecil Frances Alexander, b. 1823. 

98 Tune 14. 

Eternal Sun of Righteousness, 

Display Thy beams divine, 
And cause the glory of Thy face 

Upon my heart to shine. 
2 Light in Thy light, oh may I see, 

Thy grace and mercy prove, 
Revived, and cheered, and blest by 

The God of pardoning love. TThee, 
Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 



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William Wheall, 1 1745. 




99 Tune 14. 

For mercies, countless as the sands, 

Which daily I receive 
From Jesus my Redeemer's hands, 

My soul, what canst thou give? 

2 Alas ! from such a heart as mine, 
What can I bring Him forth ? 

My best is stained and dyed with sin, 
My all is nothing worth. 

3 Yet this acknowledgment I'll make, 
For all He hath bestowed, 

Salvation's sacred cup I'll take, 
And call upon my God. 

4 The best return for one like me, 
So wretched and so poor, 

Is from His gifts to draw a plea, 
And ask Him still for more. 

5 I cannot serve Him as I ought, 
No works have I to boast ; 

Yet would I glory in the thought, 
That I shall owe Him most. 

John Newton, 1725-1807. 

100 Tune 14. 

Besprinkle with Thy blood my heart, 

O Jesus, Son of God ; 
And take away whate'er Thy grace 

Hath hitherto withstood. 

2 Earthly affections mortify, 
And carnal nature's strife ; 

Oh, mav I henceforth onlv thirst 
For Thee, the Well of life. 

3 Waters of life Hence may I draw, 
And never more depart : 

My ardent longing is, O Lord, 
Fix at this Spring my heart. 

4 Alas, with shame I own that oft 
I've turned away from Thee: 

Oh, let Thy work, renewed to day, 
Remain eternally. 

James Hutton, 1715-95. 

101 Tune 14. 

Thou, Lord, must for Thy sake forgive, 

It cannot be for mine : 
My power the pardon to receive, 

My faith, is all divine. 

2 A sinner on mere mercy cast, 

Thy mercy I embrace, 
And gladly own from first to last, 

That I ain saved bv grace. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 



102 Tune 14. 

Hail, Church of Christ, bought with His 
The world I freely leave ; [blood ! 

Ye children of the living God, 
Me in your tents receive. 

2 Bride of the Lamb, I'm one in heart 
With thee, through boundless grace, 

And I will never from thee part ; 
This bond shall never cease. 

3 Closely I'll follow Christ with thee, 
I'll go thy safest road ; 

Thy people shall my people be, 
And thine shall be my God. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

lOo Tune 14. 

When Jesus into Salem rode, 

The children sang around ; 
For joy they plucked the palms, and 
strewed 

Their garments on the ground. 

2 Hosanna, our glad voices raise, 
Hosanna to our King ! 

Should we forget our Saviour's praise, 
The stones themselves would sing. 

3 For we have learned to love His Name; 
That Name, divinely sweet, 

May every pulse through life proclaim, 
And our last breath repeat. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

1U4 Tune 14. 

Why do we mourn departing friends, 
Or shake at death's alarms ? 

'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
To call them to His arms. 

2 Why should we tremble to convey 
Their bodies to the tomb? 

There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, 
And scattered all the gloom. 

3 The graves of all the saints He blessed, 
And softened every bed ; 

Where should the dying members rest, 
But with the dying Head ? 

4 Thence He arose, ascending high, 
And showed our feet the way ; 

Up to the Lord we, too, shall fly 
At the great rising-day. 

5 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
And bid our kindred rise ; 

Awake ! ye nations under ground ; 
Ye saints ! ascend the skies. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 



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Henry Purcell, 1 1695. (?) Wilkins' Psalmody 




10o Tune 14. 

1 love the Lord ! He lent an ear 
When I for help implored ; 

He rescued me from all my fear, 
Therefore I love the Lord. 

2 Return, my soul, unto thy Rest, 
From God no longer roam ; 

His hand hath bountifully blest, 
His goodness calls thee home. 

3 What shall I render unto Thee, 
My Saviour in distress ! 

For all Th3^ benefits to me, 
So great and numberless ? 

4 This will I do, for Thy love's sake, 
And thus Thy power proclaim, 

Salvation's sacred cup I take, 
And call upon Thy Name. 

5 Thou God of covenanted grace ! 
Hear and record my vow, 

While in Thy courts I seek Thy face, 
And at Thine altar bow. 

6 Henceforth myself to Thee I give, 
With single heart and eye, 

To walk before Thee while I live, 
And bless Thee when I die. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

10O Tune 14. 

1 see the crowd in Pilate's hall, 
I mark their wrathful mien ; 

Their shouts of " Crucify " appall, 
With blasphemy between. 

2 And of that shouting multitude 
I feel that I am one ; 

And in that din of voices rude, 
I recognize my own. 

3 I see the scourges tear His back, 
I see the piercing crown, 

And of that crowd who smite and mock 
I feel that I am one. 

4 Around yon Cross the throng I see, 
Mocking the Sufferer's groan ; 

Yet still my voice it seems to be, 
As if I mocked alone. 

5 'Twas I that shed the sacred blood, 
I nailed Him to the Tree, 

I crucilied the Christ of God, 
I joined the mockery. 

6 Yet not the less that blood avails 
To cleanse away my sin ; 

And not the less that Cross prevails 
To give me peace within. 

Horatius Bonar, 1S08-89. 



10 7 Tune 14 . 

Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ? 

And did my Sovereign die ? 
Would He devote His sacred head 

For such an one as I ? 

2 Was it for crimes that I had done, 
He groaned upon the Tree? 

Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide 
And shut His glories in, 

When the Almighty Maker died, 
An offering for my sin. 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
While Jesus' Cross appears ; 

Dissolve, my heart, in thankfulness, 
And melt, my eyes, in tears. 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt of love I owe ; 

Here, Lord, I give myself to Thee: 
'Tis all that I can do. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

108 Tune 14. 

How sad our state by nature is, 
Our sin, how deep it stains ; 

How Satan binds our captive souls, 
Fast in his slavish chains. 

2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace, 
Sounds from the sacred word : 

" Ho, ye despairing sinners, come, 
Believe in Christ the Lord " 

3 My soul, obey the gracious call, 
And haste to gain relief; 

1 would believe Thy promise, Lord ; 
Oh, help my unbelief. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

109 Tune 14. 

My God, the Spring of all my joys, 

The Life of my delights ; 
The Glory of my brightest days, 

And Comfort of my nights : 

2 In darkest shades, if Thou appear, 
My dawning is begun ; 

Thou art my soul's bright Morning-star, 
And Thou my rising Sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shine 
With beams of sacred bliss, 

When Jesus shows His mercy's mine, 
And whispers I am His. 

Isaac Watts, 1G74-1748. 



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llC) Tune 14. 

When God of old came down from 
In power and wrath He came ; [heaven, 
Before His feet the clouds were riven, 
Half darkness and half flame. 

2 But when He came the second time, 
He came in power and love ; 

Softer than gales at morning prime 
Hovered His holy Dove. 

3 The tires that rushed on Sinai down, 
In sudden torrents dread, 

Xow gently light, a glorious crown, 
On every sainted head. 

4 Like arrows went those lightnings 
Winged with the sinner's doom ; [forth, 
But these, like tongues, o'er all the earth 
Proclaiming life to come. 



ST. JAMES. LCI NL) 



5 And as on Israel's awe-struck ear 
The Voice exceeding loud, 

The trump that angels quake to hear, 
Thrilled from the deep dark cloud ; 

6 So, when the Spirit of our God 
Came down His flock to find, 

A Voice from heaven was heard abroad, 
A rushing mighty wind. 

7 It fills the Church of God, It fills 
The sinful world around. 

Only in stubborn hearts and wills 
Xo place for It is found. 

8 Come, Lord, come Wisdom, Love, and 
Open our ears to hear; [Power, 
Let us not miss the accepted hour ; 
Save, Lord, by love or fear. 

John Keble, 1792-1866. 
Raphael Courtville, 16S9. 




Tune 14. 

Behold what love the Father hath 

On guilty men bestowed, 
That we. who children are of wrath, 

Should children be of God. 

2 Oh, how beyond expression great 
His love in Christ doth shine ! 

'Tis hke Himself— the Eternal God, 
Past knowledge, all divine. 

3 Behold, for fallen, guilty man, 
The Lord of glory dies ; 

Lays down His life us to redeem, 
A precious sacrifice. 

4 Xow doth our Lord, the Son of God, 
Who for us lived and died, 

See of the travail of His soul, 
And is well satisfied. 

5 Peace and good-will are now to man 
Most gloriously displayed, 

And life eternal we obtain 
From God, in Christ our Head. 

6 Oh, let us then repeat the theme, 
Which always sounds above ; 

And ever sing" with joyful hearts, 
The wonders of His love. 

K. Bosweli, c. 1784. 

11^ Tune 14. 

How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 
When those who love the Lord 

In one another's peace delight, 
And so fulfill His word ! 

2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 
And with him bear a part ! 

When sorrow flows from every eye, 
And joy from heart to heart ! 

3 When, free from envy, scorn, and 
Our wishes all above, ' [pride 



Each can his brother's failings hide, 
And show a brother's love ! 

4 Let love, in one delightful stream, 
Through every bosom flow ; 

And union sweet, and dear esteem 
In every action glow. 

5 Love is the golden chain that binds 
The happy souls above ; 

And he's an heir of heaven who finds 
His bosom glow with love. 

Joseph Swain, 1761-96. 

•W^ Tune 14. 

Oh. that the Lord would guide my ways, 

To keep His statutes still ! 
Oh, that my God would grant me grace 

To know and- do His will ! 

2 Oh, send Thy Spirit down to write 
Thy law upon my heart ! 

Xor let my tongue indulge deceit, 
Nor act "the liar's part. 

3 From vanity turn off my eyes ; 
Let no corrupt design 

Xor covetous desires arise 
Within this soul of mine. 

4 Order my footsteps by Thy word, 
And make my heart sincere ; 

Let sin have no dominion, Lord, 
But keep my conscience clear. 

5 Assist my soul, too apt to stray, 
A stricter watch to keep ; 

And should I e'er forget Thy way, 
Restore Thy wandering sheep. 

G Make me to walk in Thy commands, 
'Tis a delightful road; 

Xor let my head, or heart, or hands, 
Offend against my God. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 



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■l"" Tune 14. 

Hail ! kingly Jesus, to Thy feet, 

Our hearts their tribute bring ; 
Not sparkling gold, not odors sweet, 

But love, our offering. 

2 Such treasures to Thy manger-bed, 
The ancient Magi brought, 

When, by the star resplendent led, 
Judea's king they sought. 

3 But hearts of humble poverty 
Are fairer in Thine eyes. 

And penitence is more to Thee 
Than costly sacrifice. 

4 And wilt Thou, Master, from our 
Turn scornfully Thine ear? [hymn 

Nay ; 'mid the songs of seraphim 
Our worship Thou wilt hear. 

Alexander B. Thompson, 1864. 

H5 Tune 14. 

Jesus, Thy Word is my delight ; 

There grace and truth are seen ; 
Ah, could I study day and night, 

And meditate therein. 

2 The gospel, as a polished glass, 
Thy glory lets us see ; 

And, by beholding there Thy face, 
We're rendered like to Thee. 

3 O Lamb of God, the Book unseal, 
And to our hearts explain ; 

Let all its life and spirit feel, 
And heavenly wisdom gain. 

4 That Thou for us didst live and die, 
Make known to us, dear Lord ; 

To us the promises apply, 
Recorded in Thv Word. 

William Hammond, 1719-83. 

HO Tune 14. 

Oh, for a heart to praise my God, 

A heart from sin set free ; 
A heart that always feels the blood 

So freely shed for me ! 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 
My dear Redeemer's throne ; 

Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
Where Jesus reigns alone ! 

3 Oh, for a lowly, contrite heart, 
Believing, true and clean ! 

Which neither life nor death can part 
From Him That dwells within ; 

4 A heart in every thought renewed, 
And filled withlove divine ; 



Perfect, and right, and pure, and good ; 
An image, Lord ! of Thine. 

5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; 

Come quickly from above ; 
Write Thy new Name upon mv heart, — 

Thy new, best name of Love. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

117 

" ' Tune 14. 

Thee we address in humble prayer, 
Vouchsafe Thy gifts to crown, 

Father of all, Thy children hear, 
And send a blessing down. 

2 May we enjoy Thy saving grace, 
Thy goodness taste and see, 

Athirst for blood-bought righteousness, 
And hungry after Thee. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

*■*■& Tune 14. 

There is a book, who runs may read, 
Which heavenly truth imparts ; 

And all the lore its scholars need, 
Pure eyes and Christian hearts. 

2 The works of God above, below, 
Within us and around, 

Are pages in that book, to show 
How God Himself is found. 

3 The glorious sky, embracing all, 
Is like the Maker's love; 

Wherewith encompassed, great and 
In peace and order move. [small 

4 The moon above, the Church below, 
A wondrous race they run ; 

But all their radiance, all their glow, 
Each borrows of its sun. 

5 The Saviour lends the light and heat 
That crowns His holy hill ; 

The saints, like stars around His seat, 
Perform their courses still. 

6 The dew of heaven is like Thy grace, 
It steals in silence down ; 

But where it lights, the favored place 
By richest fruits is known. 

7 One Name, above all glorious names, 
With its ten thousand tongues 

The everlasting sea proclaims, 
Echoing angelic songs. 

8 Thou Who hast given me eyes to see 
And love this light so fair. 

Give me a heart to find out Thee, 
And read Thee everywhere. 

John Keble, 1792-1866. 



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Archdeacon Pry's Booke of Psalmes, 1621. 




Tune 14. 

Almighty God, in humble prayer 

To Thee our souls we lift ; 
Do Thou our waiting: minds prepare 

For Thy most needful gift. 

2 We ask not golden streams of wealth 
Along our path to flow ; 

We ask not undecaying health, 
Nor length of years below. 

3 We ask not honors which an hour 
May bring or take away ; 

We ask not pleasure, pomp and power, 
Lest we should go astray. 

4 We ask for wisdom : Lord, impart 
The knowledge how to live ; 

A Avise and understanding heart 
To all before Thee give. 

5 The young remember Thee in youth, 
Before the evil day ! 

The old be guided by Thy truth 
In wisdom's pleasant way ! 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

l^U Tune 14. 

Father ! whate'er of earthly bliss 

Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at Thy throne of grace, 

Let this petition rise: — 

2 "Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
From every murmur free ; 

The blessings of Thy grace impart, 
And make me live to Thee. 

3 "Let the sweet hope that Thou art 
My life and death attend ; [mine 

Thy presence through my journey shine 
And crown mv journeV's end." 

Anne Steele, 1716-68. 

■l^-*- Tune 14. 

In duties and in sufferings, too, 

My Lord I fain would trace ; 
As Thou hast done, so would I do, 

Depending on Thy grace. 

2 Inflamed with zeal, 'twas Thy delight, 
To do Thy Father's will; 

Mav the same zeal mv soul excite, 
Thy precepts to fulfill. 

3 Meekness, humility, and love, 
Through all Thy conduct shine ; 

may my whole deportment prove, 
A c°Py» Lord, of Thine. 

Benjamin Beddome, 1719-95. 



Tune 14. 

Lord, teach us how to pray aright: 
With reverence and with fear: 

Though dust and ashes in Thy sight, 
We may, we must draw near. 

2 We perish if we cease from prayer ; 
Oh grant us power to pray ! 

And when to meet Thee we" prepare, 
Lord, meet us by the way. 

3 Burdened with guilt, convinced of sin, 
In weakness, waut and woe, 

Fightings without, and fears within, 
Lord, whither shall we go ? 

4 God of all grace, we come to Thee, 
With broken, contrite hearts ; 

Give what Thine eye delights to see, 
Truth in the inward parts. 

5 Give deep humility ; the sense 
Of godly sorrow give ; 

A strong, "desiring confidence, 
To hear Thy voice and live : 

6 Faith in the only sacrifice 
That can for sin atone ; 

To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes, 
On Christ, on Christ alone : 

7 Patience, to watch, and wait, and 
Though mercy long delay; [weep, 

Courage, our fainting souls to keep, 
And trust Thee though Thou slay. 

8 Give these, and then Thy will be clone, 
Thus strengthened with all might, 

We, by Thy Spirit and Thy Son, 
Shall pray, and pray aright. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1S54. 

J-^O Tune 14 

Oh help us, Lord, each hour of need, 

Thy heavenly succor give ; 
Help" us in thought, in word, and deed, 

Each hour on earth we live. 

2 Oh help us, when our spirits bleed, 
With contrite anguish sore ; 

And when our hearts are cold and dead, 
Oh help us, Lord, the more. 

3 Oh help us, through the power of 
More firmly to believe ! [faith, 

For still the more the servant hath, 
The more shall he receive. 

4 Oh help us, Jesus, from on high ! 
We know no help but Thee : 

Oh help us so to live and die, 
As Thine in heaven to be. 

Henry Hart Milman, 1791-1868. 



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ST. ANXE. [LEEDS TUNE.] (CM.) "Mr.Denby, : 



in Barber's Booke of Psalme Tunes, 1636. 
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1^4 Tune 14. 

How are Thy servants blest, O Lord ! 

How sure is their defence ! 
Eternal wisdom is their guide, 

Their help, omnipotence. 

2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, 
Supported by Thy care, 

Thro' burning climes they pass unhurt, 
And breathe in tainted air. 

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne 
High on the broken wave, 

They know Thou art not slow to hear, 
Nor impotent to save. 

4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, 
Obedient to Thy will; 

The sea, that roars at Thy command, 
At Thy command is still. 

5 Thy mercy sweetens every soil, 
Makes every region please, 

Where on the"mountains they proclaim 
Thy reign, O Prince of peace. 

6 The love of Christ constraining them, 
They plant sweet Sharon's rose 

Successfully on icy plains, 
And in eternal snows. 

7 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, 
Thy goodness they adore ; 

And praise Thee for Thy mercies past, 
And humbly hope for more. 

8 Thus life, whilst Thou preservest life, 
A sacrifice shall be ; 

And death, when death shall be their lot, 
Shall join their souls to Thee. 

Joseph Addison, 1672-1719; and 
William Cowper, 1731-1800. 

125 Tune 14. 

Thy law is perfect, Lord of light, 

Thy testimonies sure ; 
The statutes of Thy realm are right, 

And Thy commandments pure. 

2 Holy, inviolate Thy fear, 
Enduring as Thy throne ; 

Thy judgments, chastening or severe, 
Justice and truth alone. 

3 More prized than gold, — than gold 
Refining fire expels ; [whose waste 

Sweeter than honey to my taste, 
Than honey from the cells. 

4 Let these, O God, my soul convert, 
And make Thy servant wise ; 



Let these be gladness to my heart, 
The day-spring to my eyes. 

5 By these I may be warned betimes; 
Who knows the guile within ? 

Lord, save me from presumptuous 
Cleanse me from secret sin. [crimes, 

6 So may the words my lips express, 
The thoughts that throng my mind, 

O Lord, my Strength and Righteous- 
With Thee acceptance find. [ness, 
James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

126 Tune 14. 

O God, our Help in ages past, 
Our Hope for years to come, 

Our Shelter from the stormy blast, 
And our eternal Home. 

2 Under the shadow of Thy throne 
Still may we dwell secure; 

Sufficient is Thine arm alone, 
And our defence is sure. 

3 Before the hills in order stood, 
Or earth received her frame, 

From everlasting Thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

4 A thousand ages, in Thy sight, 
Are like an evening gone ; 

Short as the watch that ends the night, 
Before the rising sun. 

5 O God, our Help in ages past, 
Our Hope for years to come ; 

Be Thou our Guide while life shall last, 
And our perpetual Home. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

127 Tune 14. 

Oh ! where are kings and empires now, 
Of old that w r ent and came? 

But, Lord ! Thy Church is praying yet, 
A thousand years the same. 

2 We mark her goodly battlements 
And her foundations strong; 

We hear within the solemn voice 
Of her unending song. 

3 For not like kingdoms of this world 
Thy Holy Church, O God! 

Though earthquake shocks are threat- 
And tempests are abroad ; ['ning her, 

4 Unshaken as eternal hills, 
Immovable she stands, 

A mountain that shall fill the earth, 
A house not made bv hands. 

Arthur Cleveland Coxe, b. 1818. 



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128 Tune 14. 

Jesus, our Lord, how rich Thy grace ! 

Thy bounties how complete ! 
How shall we count the matchless sum? 

How pay the mighty debt? 

2 High on a throne of radiant light 
Dost Thou exalted shine; 

What can our poverty bestow, 
When all the worlds are Thine? 

3 But Thou hast brethren here below, 
The partners of Thy grace, 

And wilt confess their humble names 
Before Thy Father's face. 

4 In them Thou may'st be clothed and 
And visited and cheered ; [fed, 

And in their accents of distress 
Our Saviour's voice is heard. 

5 Thy face, with reverence and with 
We in Thy poor would see ; [love, 

Oh, may we minister to them, 
And in them, Lord, to Thee. 

Philip Doddridge, 1702-51. 

129 Tune 14. 

I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 

Or to defend His cause, 
Maintain the honor of His word, 

The glory of His Cross. 

2 Jesus, my God ! I know His Name, 
His Name is all my trust; 

Nor will He put my soul to shame, 
Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as His throne His promise 
And He can well secure [stands, 

What I've committed to His hands, 
Till the decisive hour. 

4 Then will He own my worthless 
Before His Father's face, [name 

And in the new Jerusalem 
Appoint mv soul a place. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

1*3*-) Tune 14. 

My God ! the covenant of Thy love 

Abides for ever sure ; 
And in its matchless grace I feel 

My happiness secure. 

2 Since Thou, the everlasting God, 

My Father art become, 
Jesus my Guardian and my Friend, 

And Heaven my final home ; 



3 I welcome all Thy sovereign will, 
For all that will is love ; 

And when I know not what Thou dost, 
I wait the light above. 

4 Thy covenant in the darkest gloom 
Shall heavenly rays impart, 

And when my eyelids close in death, 
Sustain my fainting heart. 

Philip Doddridge, 1702-51. 

1*31 Tune 14. 

This is the day the Lord hath made; 

He calls the hours His own ; 
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 

And praise surround His throne. 

2 To-day He rose and left the dead, 
And Satan's empire fell ; 

To-day the saints His triumphs spread, 
And all His wonders tell. 

3 Hosanna to the anointed King ! 
To David's Holy Son ! 

Help us, O Lord ! descend and bring 
Salvation from Thy throne. 

4 Blest be the Lord, Who comes to men 
With messages of grace ; 

Who comes, in God His Father's name, 
To save our sinful race. 

5 Hosanna in the highest strains 
The Church on earth can raise ; 

The highest heavens, in which He 
Shall give Him nobler praise, [reigns, 
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

lo<2 Tune 14. 

Arise, O King of grace, arise, 

And enter to Thy rest; 
Behold, Thy Church, with longing eyes, 

Waits to be owned and blest. 

2 Enter with all Thy glorious train, 
Thy Spirit, and Thy Word ; 

All that the ark did once contain 
Could no such grace afford. 

3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows ; 
Here let Thy praise be spread ; 

Bless the provisions of Thy house, 
And fill Thy poor with bread. 

4 Here let the Son of David reign, 
Let God's Anointed shine; 

Justice and truth His court maintain, 
With love and power divine. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 



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■»-»J*J Tune 14. 

Come in, thou blessed of the Lord, 

Stranger nor foe art thou ; 
We welcome thee with warm accord, 

Our friend, our brother now. 

2 The hand of fellowship, the heart 
Of lore, we offer thee; 

Leaving the world, thou dost but part 
From lies and vanity. 

3 In weal or woe, in joy or care, 
Thy portion shall be ours ; 

Christians their mutual burdens share, 
They lend their mutual powers. 

4 Come with us, we will do thee good, 
As God to us hath done ; 

Stand but in Him, as those have stood 
Whose faith the victory won. 

5 And when by turns we pass away, 
As star by star grows dim, 

May each, translated unto day, 
Be lost and found in Him. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

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■ L °^ Tune 14. 

Jesus, we lift oureelves to Thee, 
Thy powerful Spirit breathe ; 

And let this little infant be 
Baptized into Thy death. 

2 Oh let Thine unction on him rest; 
Thy grace his soul renew ; 

And write within his tender breast 
Thy Name and nature too. 

3 Thy faithful servant may he prove, 
Girded with truth divine ; 

A sharer in Thy dying love, 
A follower of Thine. 

Beck. 

135 Tune 14. 

My God, accept mv heart this dav, 

And make it always Thine, 
That I from Thee no more may stray ; 

No more from Thee decline. 

2 Before the Cross of Him Who died, 
Behold I prostrate fall ; 

Let every sin be crucified, 
Let Christ be all in all. 

3 Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace 
Adopt me for Thine own ; 

That I may see Thy glorious face, 
And worship at Thy throne ! 



4 May the dear blood once shed for me, 
My blest atonement prove ; 

That I from first to last may be 
The purchase of Thy love ! 

5 Let every thought, and work, and 
To Thee be ever given ; [word, 

Then life shall be Thy service, Lord, 
And death the gate of heaven ! 

" Matthew Bridges, b. 1800. 

*3& Tune 14# 

Teach me yet more of Thy blest ways, 
Thou slaughtered Lamb of God; 

And fix and root me in the grace, 
So dearly bought with blood. 

2 For Thee, oh, may I freely count 
Whate'er I have but loss ; 

And every name, and every thing, 
Compared with Thee, but dross. 

3 Engrave this deeply on my heart, 
That Thou for me wast slain : 

Then shall I, in my small degree, 
Return Thy love again. 

4 But who can pay that mighty debt, 
Or equal love like Thine? 

My heart, by nature cold and dead, 
To thankfulness incline. 

James Hutton, 1715-95. 

lo » Tune 14. 

The Lord, our God, is full of might, 

The winds obey His will ; 
He speaks— and in His heavenly height 

The rolling sun stands still. 

2 Rebel, ye waves, and o*er the land 
With threatening aspect roar ; 

The Lord uplifts His awful hand, 
And chains you to the shore. 

3 Howl, winds of night, your force corn- 
Without His high behest [bine; 

Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, 
Disturb the sparrow's nest. 

4 His voice sublime is heard afar, 
In distant peals it dies ; 

He yokes the whirlwind to His car, 
And sweeps the howling skies. 

5 Ye nations, bend — in reverence bend; 
Ye monarchs, wait His nod, 

And bid the choral song ascend 
To celebrate vour God. 

Henry Kirke White, 17S5-1806. 



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If Christ is mine, then all is mine, 

And more than angels know ; 
Both present things, and things to come, 
And grace and glory too. 

2 If He is mine, then though He frown, 
He never will forsake ; 

His chastisements all work for good, 
And but His love bespeak. 

3 If He is mine I need not fear 
The rage of earth and hell ; 

He will support my feeble frame, 
And all their power repel. 

4 If He is mine, let friends forsake, 
And earthly comforts flee, 

He, the dispenser of all good, 
Is more than all to me. 

5 If He is mine, unharmed I pass 
Through death's tremendous vale, 

He'll be my Comfort and my Stay, 
When heart and flesh shall fail." 

6 Let Christ assure me He is mine, 
I nothing want beside; 

My soul shall at the Fountain live, 
When all the streams are dried. 

Benjamin Beddome. 1717-95. 

139 Tune 14. 

How sweet the Xame of Jesus sounds 

In a believer's ear! 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 

And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
And calms the troubled breast; 

'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary, rest" 

3 Jesus, the Rock on which I build, 
My Shield and Hiding-place, 

My never-failing Treasurv, filled 
With boundless stores of grace. 



4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, 
My Prophet, Priest and King ! 

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End ! 
Accept thepraiso I bring." 

5 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
And cold my warmest thought, 

But when I see Thee as Thou art, 
I'll praise Thee as I ought. 

6 Till then I would Thy love proclaim, 
With every fleeting breath ; 

And may the music of Thy Xame 
Refresh my soul in death. 

John Xewton, 1725-1807. 

■"U Tulle 14> 

Let G-od the Father, and the Son, 

And Spirit, be adored, [known, 

Where there are works to make Him 

Or saints to love the Lord. 

141 

J ^ Xi Tune 14. 

Sing we the song of those who stand 

Around the eternal throne, 
Of every kindred, clime, and land, 

A multitude unknown. 

2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here: 
To-day the young, the old, 

Our Saviour and His flock appear 
One Shepherd and one fold. 

3 Toil, trial, suffering still await 
On earth the pilgrim-throng; 

Yet learn we, in our low estate, 
The Church Triumphant's song. 

4 " Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain," 
Cry the redeemed above ; 

"Blessing and honor to obtain, 
And everlasting love!" 

5 "Worthy the Lamb," on earth we 
"Who died our souls to save ! [sing, 

Henceforth, O Death! where is thv 
Thy victory, O Grave !'' [sting? 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 



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IRISH. [DUBLIN.] (CM.) 



Isaac Smith, 1770. 




^^ Tune 14. 

Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove ! 

With all Thy quickening powers, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love, 

In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 Look, how we grovel here below, 
Fond of these trifling toys ! 

Our souls can neither fly nor go, 
To reach eternal joys." 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
In vain we strive to rise ; 

Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live, 
At this poor dying rate? 

Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, 
And Thine to us so great? 

5 Come Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove ! 
With all Thy quickening powers ; 

Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
And that shall kindle ours. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-174S. 

■"*3 Tune 14. 

Come, let us join our friends above, 
That have obtained the prize, 

And on the eagle wings of love, 
To joys celestial rise. 

2 Let saints below in concert sing 
With those to glory gone: 

For all the servants of our King 
In heaven and earth are one. 

3 One family, we dwell in Him, 
One Church above, beneath, 

Though now divided by the stream, 
The narrow stream of death. 

4 One army of the living God, 
To His command we bow ; 



Part of the host have crossed the flood, 
And part are crossing now. 

5 Ten thousand to their endless home, 
This solemn moment fly ; 

And we are to the margin" come, 
And we expect to die. 

6 E'en now by faith we join our hands 
With those that went before ; 

And greet the blood-besprinkled bands 
On the eternal shore. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

*&= Tune 14. 

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One God Whom we adore, 

Be glory, as it was, is now, 
And shall be evermore. 

•"£> Tune 14. 

To our Redeemer's glorious Name 

Awake the sacred song ! 
Oh, may His love, immortal flame, 

Tune every heart and tongue ! 

2 His love what mortal thought can 
What mortal tongue display? [reach, 

Imagination's utmost stretch 
In wonder dies away. 

3 He left His radiant throne on high, 
Left the bright realms of bliss, 

And came to earth to bleed and die ; 
Was ever love like this ? 

4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay 
Our humble thanks to Thee, 

May every heart with rapture say, 
" The Saviour died for me.*' 

5 Oh, may the sweet, the blissful theme 
Fill every heart and tongue ; 

Till strangers love Thy charming Name. 
And join the sacred" song:. 

Anne Steele, 1716-78. 



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146 Tune 14. 

Come let as join our cheerful songs 
With angels round the throne : 

Ten thousand thousand are their 
But all their joys are one. [tongues, 

2 "Worthy the Lamb That died," they 
"To he exalted thus:'" [cry, 

" Worthy the Lamb,'* our hearts reply, 
•• For He was slain for us."' 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
Honor and power divine ; 

And blessings more than we can give. 
Be, Lord, forever Thine. 

4 The whole creation join in one, 
To bless the sacred Xarne 

Of Him that sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 



149 Tune 14 . 

Dear Shepherd of Thy people, hear ! 

Thy presence now display : 
As Thou hast given a place for prayer. 

So give us hearts to pray. 

2 Within these walls let holy peace. 
And love, and concord dwell : 

Here give the troubled conscience ease. 
The wounded spirit heal. 

3 Oh, may the gospel's joyful sound, 
Enforced by mighty grace. 

Awaken many sinners round, 
To come and fill the place. 

John Xewton, 1725-1807. 



Tune 14. 



147 Tune 14. 

The glorious universe around, 
The heavens with all their train, 

Sun, moon and stars, are firmly bound 
In one mysterious chain. 

2 God in creation thus displays 
His wisdom and His might. 

Where all His works with all His ways 
Harmoniously unite. 

3 In one fraternal bond of love, 
One fellowship o" mini, 

The saints below and saints above 
Their bliss and glory find. 

4 Here, in their house of pilgrimage, 
Thy statutes are their song; 

There, through one bright eternal age, 
Thy praises they prolong. 

5 Lord, may our union form a part 
Of that thrice happy whole. 

Derive its pulse from Thee the Heart, 
Its life from Thee the Soul. 

James Montgomery, 1, , 1-1854. 

148 Tune 14. 

Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, 
Let us Thine influence prove ; 

Source of the old prophetic fire, 
Fountain of life and love. 

2 Open the hearts of all who hear, 
To make the Saviour room ; 

Now let us find redemption near, 
Let faith by hearing come. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

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150 

O blessed Saviour, is Thy love 

So great, so full, so free ? 
Behold, we give our thoughts, our 

Our lives, our all to Thee. [hearts, 

2 We love Thee for the glorious worth 
Which in Thyself we see ; 

We love Thee for that Cross of shame 
Endured so patiently. 

3 Xo man of greater love can boast 
Than for his friend to die ; 

Thou for Thine enemies wast slain: 
What love with Thine can vie ? 

•i Make us like Thee in meekness, love, 
And every beauteous grace; 

From -xlorv unto glory charged, 
Till we behold Thy face. 

Joseph Stennett, 1663-1713. 

151 Tune 14. 

Witness, ye men and angels, row, 
Before the Lord we speak : 
' To Him we make our solemn vow, 
A vow we dare not break : 

2 That, long as life itself shall last, 
Ourselves to Christ we yield ; 

Xor from His cause will we depart, 
Or ever quit the field. 

3 We trust not in our native strength, 
But on His grace rely, 

That, with returning wants, the Lord 
Will all our needs supply. 

, 4 Lord, guide our doubtful feet aright, 

And keep us in Thy ways, 
And while we turn our vows to prayers, 

Turn Thou our prayers to praise. 
I Benjamin Beddome, 1717-96. 

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Este's Psalter. 1592. 




iOA Tune 14. 

My God. I love Thee ! not because 

I hope for heaven thereby : 
Nor yet because if I love not 

I must forever die. 

2 But, my Jesus, Thou didst me 
Upon the Cross embrace: 

For me didst bear the nails and spear, 
And manifold disgrace; 

3 And griefs and torments numberless, 
And sweat of agony ; 

E'en death itself; and all for one 
Who was Thine enemy. 

4 Then, why, O blessed Jesus Christ! 
Should I not love Thee well? 

Not for the sake of winning heaven, 
Or of escaping hell ; 

5 Xot with the hope of gaining aught ; 
Not seeking a reward : 

But, as Thyself hast loved me, 
O ever-loving Lord ! 

6 E'en so I love Thee, and will love. 
An 1 in Thy praise will sing; 

Solely because Thou art my God, 
And my eternal King. 

Francis Xavier, 1506-32 ; Edward Caswall, 
tr., 1814-78. 

153 Tune 14. 

Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless 
Thy chosen pilgrim-flock. 

With manna in the wilderness, 
With water from the rock. 

2 Hungry and thirsty, faint and weak, 

As Thou when here below. 
Our souls the joys celestial seek, 
That from Thy sorrows flow. 

3 We would not live by bread alone, 

But by that word of grace, 
In strength of which we travel on 
To our abiding-place. 

4 Be known to us in breaking bread, 

But do not then depart ; 
Saviour, abide with us. and spread 
Thv table in our heart. 

Joseph Hart. 1712-68. 

Io4 Tune 14. 

Our Father! through the coming year 
We know not what shall be; 

But we would leave without a fear 
Its ordering all to Thee. 

2 It may be we shall toil in vain 
For what the world holds fair; 



And all the good we thought to gain, 
Deceive and prove but care. 

3 It may be it shall darkly blend 
Our love with anxious fears. 

And snatch away the valued friend, 
The tried of many years. 

4 It may be it shall bring us days 
And nights of lingering pain ; 

And bid us take a farewell gaze 
On these loved haunts of men. 

5 But calmly, Lord, on Thee we rest; 
No fears our trust shall move ; 

Thou knowest what for each is best, 
And thou art Perfect Love. 

William Gaskell, c. 1837. 

lOO Tune 14. 

There is a house not made with hands, 

Eternal and above ; 
And here my spirit waiting stands, 

Till it shall hence remove. 

2 My Saviour by His saving grace 

Prepareth nie for heaven ; 
And, as an earnest of the place, 
Hath His own Spirit given. 

3 We walk by faith of joys to come, 

Faith lives upon His word ; 

But while the body is our home, 

We're absent from the Lord. 

4 'Tis pleasant to believe Thy grace, 

But we would rather see; 
We would be absent from the flesh, 
And present, Lord, with Thee. 

Isaac Watts. W74-1748. 

156 Tune 14. 

The Lord ascendeth up on high, 
Decked with resplendent wounds; 

While shouts of victory rend the sky, 
And heaven with joy resounds. 

2 Eternal gates their leaves unfold, 
Receive the conquering King, 

The angels strike their harps of gold, 
And saints triumphant sing. 

3 Sinners, rejoice; He died for you, 
For you prepares a plar-e; 

His Spirit sends, you to endow 
With every gift"and grace. 

4 His blood, which did for you atone, 
For vour salvation pleads : 

And, seated on His Fathers throne, 
He reigns and interred es. 

Joseph Hart, 1712-68. 



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157 Tune 14. 

Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, 

Unuttered or expressed ; 
The motion of a hidden tire 

That trembles in the breast. 

2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
The falling of a tear. 

The upward glancing of an eye 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
That infant lips can try ; 

Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high. 

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
The Christian's native air; 

His watchword at the gates of death — 
He enters heaven with prayer. 

5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 
Returning from his ways; 

While angels in their songs rejoice 
And cry, " Behold he prays!" 

6 O Thou, by Whom we come to God, 
The Life, the Truth, the Way ; 

The path of prayer Thyself hast trod : 
Lord, teach us how to pray ! 

James Montgomery, 1771-15-54. 

15o Tune 14 . 

Lord! while for all mankind we pray, 

Of every clime and coast. 
Oh, hear us for our native land. 

The land we love the most. 

2 Oh, guard our shores from every foe, 
With peace our borders bless, 

With prosperous times our cities crown, 
Our fields with plenteousness. 

3 Unite us in the sacred love 

Of knowledge, truth, and Thee: 
And let our hills and valleys shout 
The songs of liberty. 

4 Lord of the nations, thus to Thee 
Our country we commend ; 

Be Thou her Refuge and her Trust, 
Her everlasting Friend. 

John It. Wreford, d. 1881. 

159 Tune 14 

Oh for a principle within 

Of jealous, godly fear ! 
Oh for a tender dread of sin 

A pain to feel it near ! 

2 That I from Thee no more mav part, 
No more Thy goodness grieve,' 



The filial awe, the loving heart, 
The tender conscience give. 

3 If to the right or left I stray. 
That moment, Lord, reprove ; 

Nor let me wander far away, 
Xov ever grieve Thy love. 

4 Oh, may the least omission pain 
My well-instructed soul : 

And drive me to the blood again. 
Which makes the wounded whole. 
Charles Wesley, 1708-SS. 

luO Tune 14< 

One prayer I have — all prayers in one— 

When I am wholly Thine ; 
Thy will, my God, Thy will be done, 

And let that will be mine. 

2 All-wise, almighty, and all-good, 
In Thee I firmly trust; 

Thy ways, unknown or understood, 
Are merciful and just. 

3 May I remember that to Thee 
Whate'er I have 1 owe ; 

And back in gratitude from me 
May all Thy bounties flow. 

4 And though Thy wisdom takes away, 
Shall I arraign Thy will? 

No. let me bless Thy Name, and say. 
" The Lord is gracious still." 

5 A pilgrim through the earth I roam, 
Of nothing long possessed, 

And all must fail when I go home, 
For this is not my rest. 

James Montgomery. 1771-1S-54. 



Tune 14. 



161 

Remember thy Creator now. 
In these thy youthful days : 

He will accept thine earliest vow ; 
He loves thine earliest praise. 

2 Remember thy Creator now, 
Seek Him while He is near; 

For evil days will come, when thou 
Shalt rind no comfort here. 

3 Remember thy Creator now, 
His willing servant be; 

Then, when thy head in death shall bow, 
He will remember thee. 

4 Almighty God, our hearts incline 
Thy heavenly voice to hear; 

Let all our future days be Thine, 
Devoted to Thy fear. 

John Burton, jr., b. (?) 1S03. 



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All hail the power of Jesus' Name ! 

Let angels prostrate fall ; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 

And crown Him Lord of all. 

2 Let high-born seraphs tune the lyre, 
And, as they tune it, fall 

Before His face, Who tunes their choir, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

3 Crown Him, ye morning stars of light ! 
He fixed this floating ball ; 

Now hail the Strength of Israel's might, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

4 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, 
Who from His altar call ; 

Extol the Stem of Jesse's rod, 
And crown Him Lord of all ! 



5 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, 
Ye ransomed of the fall, 

Hail Him Who saves you by His grace, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

6 Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, — 
Whom David Lord did call,— 

The God Incarnate, Man Divine, 
And crown Him Lord of all ! 

7 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
The wormwood and the gall ; 

Go spread your trophies at His feet, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

8 Let every tribe and every tongue 
/ That heaV the Saviour's call, 

Now shout in universal song 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

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lOo Tune 14. 

Almighty God, Thy word is cast 

Like seed into the ground ; 
Now let the dew of heaven descend, 

And righteous fruits abound. 

2 Let not the foe of Christ and man 
This holy seed remove ; 

But give it root in every heart, 
To bring forth fruits of love. 

3 Let not the world's deceitful cares 
The rising plant destroy ; 

But let it yield, a hundred-fold, 
The fruits of peace and joy. 

4 Nor let Thy word, so kindly sent 
To raise us to Thy throne, 

Return to Thee and sadly tell, 
That we reject Thy Son. 

5 Oft as the precious seed is sown, 
Thy quickening grace bestow ; 

That all, whose souls the truth receive, 
Its saving power may know. 

Iu4 Tune 14. 

Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, 
Where Jesus answers prayer ; 

There humbly fall before His feet, 
For none can perish there. 

2 Thy promise is my only plea, 
With this I venture nigh ; 

Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, 
And such, O Lord, am I. 

3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, 
By Satan sorely prest ; 

By war without, and fears within, 
I come to Thee for rest. 

4 Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place ! 
That, sheltered near Thy side, 

1 may my fierce accuser face, 
And teil him Thou hast died. 

5 O wondrous love, to bleed and die, 
To bear the Cross and shame, 

That guilty sinners, such as I, 
Might plead Thy gracious Name. 

John Newton, 1725-1807. 
165 Tune 14. 

Search me, O God, and know my heart, 
Try me, and know each thought: 

On me look down in mercy, Lord, 
Whom Thou with blood*hast bought. 

2 My faithless heart, O gracious Lord, 
Correct with gentle hand ; 



In every danger help afford, 
Alone I cannot stand. 

3 Without Thy favor while I live 
Life but a burden is ; 

Naught else can satisfaction give, 
Experience shows me this. 

4 Haste then, O Lord, to Thee I pray ; 
Impart to me Thy grace, 

That when this life is fled away, 
In heaven I may have place. 

M. Taylor, Markant and C. Batty. 

lt>D Tune 14. 

When we devote our youth to God, 

'Tis pleasing in His eyes : 
A flower, when offered in the bud, 

Is no vain sacrifice. 

2 To Thee, Almighty God, to Thee, 
Our childhood we resign ; 

'Twill please us to look back and see 
That our whole lives were Thine. 

3 Let the sw r eet work of prayer and 
Employ our youngest breath'; [praise 

Thus we're prepared for longer days, 
Or fit for early death. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 
lOf Tune 14. 

None God the Father's favor share, 

Or heaven's kingdom win, 
But those who little children are, 

And as such enter in. 

2 The high and mighty ones the Lord 
Doth from their seats put down ; 

But to the poor doth grace afford, 
And them with blessings crown. 

3 Oh, may I with submissiveness, 
Dear Lord, be taught by Thee ; 

To Thee obedience show through grace, 
And learn humility. 

4 Jesus, I humbly Thee implore, 
Grant me the Spirit's light, 

That He may teach me evermore. 
And guide my steps aright. 

5 A lowly mind impart to me, 
According to my prayer ; 

Since those who know their poverty, 
To the Most High are near. 

6 Lord Jesus Christ, oh, may I grow 
In knowledge and in grace; 

Grant that in me, while here below, 
Thv likeness all may trace. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



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lOO Tune 14. 

Since Jesus freely did appear 

To grace a marriage-feast, 
O Lord, we ask Thy presence here: 

Be Thou our glorious guest. 

2 Upon the bridal pair look down, 
Who now have plighted hands ; 

Their union with Thy favor crown, 
And bless their nuptial bands. 

3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow, 
Of all rich dowries best : 

Their substance bless, and peace bestow 
To sweeten all the rest. 

4 In purest love their souls unite, 
That they, with Christian care, 

May make domestic burdens light, 
By taking mutual share. 

-5 On every soul assembled here, 

O make Thy face to shine: [cheer, 

Thy goodness more our hearts can 
Than richest food or wine. 

John Berridge, 1716-93. 

lOy Tune 14. 

Around the throne of God in heaven, 
Thousands of children stand ; 

Children whose sins are all forgiven, 
A holy, happy band. 

2 In flowing robes of spotless white, 
See every one arrayed ; 

Dwelling in everlasting light, 
And joys that never fade. 

3 What brought them to that world 

above? 
That heaven so bright and fair, 
Where all is peace, and joy, and love; 
How came those children there? 

4 Because the Saviour shed His blood, I 
To wash away their sin : 

Bathed in that pure and precious flood, , 
Behold them white and clean ! 

5 On earth they sought the Saviour's 
On earth they loved His Name ; [grace, 

So now they see His blessfed face, 
And stand before the Lamb. 

Anne Houldltch Sheperd, 1809-57. 

1 » VJ Tune 14- 

How precious is the book divine, 

By inspiration given ! 
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 

To guide our souls to heaven. 

2 Its light, descending from above, 
Our gloomy world to cheer, 



Displays a Saviour's boundless love, 
And brings His glories near. 

3 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
In this dark vale of tears ; 

Life, light and joy, it still imparts, 
And quells our rising fears. 

4 This lamp, through all the tedious 
Of life, shall guide our way. [night 

Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 

" John Fawcett, 1739-1817. 

171 

x ' x Tune 14. 

Not in Jerusalem alone, 
God hears and answers prayer, 

Nor on Samaria's mountain known, 
Dispenses blessings there. 

2 The worshipers may now draw nigh, 
Sinners may seek His face, 

Assured to meet His ear and eye, 
All times, in every place. 

3 Hence in the secrecy of thought 
Our silent souls may pray, 

Or round the household altar brought 
Begin and close the day. 

4 Yet meet it is, and right and good, 
Where He records His Name, 

To mingle with the multitude, 
And His high praise proclaim. 

5 There, while the Lord their God they 
And He shines forth on them, [bless, 

His Church appears in holiness, 
Their new Jerusalem. 

6 Then let us consecrate to Him, 
These walls with love and fear ; 

God dwelt between the cherubim, 
May God in Christ dwell here. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

1 • ^ Tune 14. 

According to Thy gracious word, 

In meek humility, 
This will I do, my dying Lord, 

I will remember Thee. 

2 Thy body, broken for my sake, 
My bread from heaven shall be; 

Thy testamental cup I take, 
And thus remember Thee. 

3 Gethsemane, can I forget? 
Or there Thy conflict see, 

Thine agony and bloody sweat, 
And not remember Thee? 



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And rest on Calvary, 
O Lamb of God, my Sacrifice ! 
I must remember Thee:— 

5 Remember Thee, and all Thy pains, 

And all Thy love to me ; 



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And mind and memory flee, [dumb, 

When Thou shalt in Thy Kingdom 
Jesus, remember me. [come, 

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Bright was the guiding star that led, 

With mild benignant ray. 
The Gentiles to the lowly shed 

Where the Redeemer lay. 

2 But lo ! a brighter, clearer light 
Xow points to His abode; 

It shines through sin and sorrow's night 
To guide us to our God. 

3 O haste to follow where it leads ; 
The gracious call obey ; 

Be ragged wilds or flowery meads 
The Christian's destined way. 

4 O gladly tread the narrow path 
While light and grace are given ! 

Who meekly follow Christ on earth, 
Shall reign with Him in heaven. 

Harriet Auber, 1773-1862. 

174 

x ' ^ Tune 14. 

I'll praise Thee with my heart and 
O Lord, my soul's Delight, [tongue, 

Declaring to the world in song 
Thy glory, praise, and might. 

2 Thou art the eternal Source of grace, 
The Source of lasting bliss; 

From Thee unto the human race 
Flows all true happiness. 

3 Thy chastisements are naught but 
When we our sins confess, [love: 

We Thv forgiveness richly prove; 
'Tis Thy delight to bless. 

4 God never yet mistakes hath made 
In His vast government ; 

Xo, what He doth permit or aid 
Is blest in the event. 

5 Then murmur not, but be resigned 
To His most holy will ; 

Peace, rest, and comfort thou wilt find, 
My soul, in being still. 

Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76. 

175 Tune 14. 

Lord, as to Thy dear Cross we flee, 

And pray to be forgiven, 
So let Thy" life our pattern be, 

And form our souls for heaven. 



2 Help us, through good report and ill, 
Our daily cross to bear; 

Like Thee', to do our Father's will, 
Our brother's griefs to share. 

3 Let grace our selfishness expel, 
Our earthliness refine; 

And kindness in our bosoms dwell 
As free and true as Thine. 

4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly, 
And griefs dark day come on, 

We, in our turn, would meeklv crv, 
u Father, Thy will be done !" 

5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, 
Forgiving and forgiven, 

Oh, may we lead the pilgrim's life, 
And follow Thee to heaven ! 

John Hampden Gurney, 1802-62. 

1 • vJ Tune 14 
There is a land of pure delight 

Where saints immortal reign ; 
Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

2 There everlasting Spring abides, 
And never-withering flowers: 

Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
This heavenly land from ours. 

3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling 
Stand dressed in living green ; [flood, 

So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
While Jordan rolled between. 

4 Could we but climb where Moses 
And view the landscape o'er, [stood, 

Xot Jordan's stream, nor death's cold 
flood 
Should fright us from the shore. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

1 • « Tune 14. 

Hosanna to the Prince of grace ! 

Sion ! behold thy King ! 
Proclaim the Son of David's race, 

And teach the babes to sing. 

2 Hosanna to the Incarnate Word, 
Who from the Father came ! 
Ascribe salvation to the Lord, 
With blessings on His Xame. 



Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 



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ST. FULBEKT. (C M.) 



H. J. Gauntlett, LSoO. 




I/O Tune 14. 

Behold, where in a mortal form 

Appears each grace divine ! 
The virtues, all in Jesus met, 

With mildest radiance shine. 

2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, 
To give the mourner joy, 

To preach glad tidings to the poor, 
Was His divine employ. 

3 'Mid keen reproach, and cruel scorn, 
Patient and meek He stood ; 

His foes, ungrateful, sought His life ; 
He labored for their good. 

4 In the last hour of deep distress, 
Before His Father's throne, 

With soul resigned, He bowed and said, 
" Thy will, not Mine be done !" 

5 Be Christ our Pattern and our Guide ; 
His image may we bear ; 

Oh may we tread His holy steps, 
His joy and glory share. 

William Enfield, d. 1797. 

IT© Tune 14. 

O Thou Who by a star didst guide 
The wise men on their way, 

Until it came and stood beside 
The place where Jesus lay : 

2 Although by stars Thou dost not lead 
Thy servants now below, 

The Holy Spirit, when they need, 
Will show them how to go. 

3 As yet we know Thee but in part : 
But still we trust Thy word, 

That blessed are the pure in heart, 
For they shall see the Lord. 

4 Saviour, give us then Thy grace, 
To make us pure in heart, 

That we may see Thee face to face 
Hereafter, as Thou art. 

John Mason Neale, 1800-68. 

lot) Tune 14. 

The royal banner is unfurled, 
The Cross is reared on high, 

On which the Saviour of the world 
Is stretched in agony. 

2 See, through His holy hands and feet 
The cruel nails they drive : 

Our ransom thus is made complete, 
Our souls are saved alive. 

3 And see, the spear hath pierced His 
And shed that sacred flood, [side, 



That holy reconciling tide, 
The water and the blood. 

4 Hail, holy Cross, from thee we learn 
The only way to heaven : 

And, oh, to thee may sinners turn, 
And look, and be forgiven ! 

5 So let us praise the Saviour's Name, 
And, with exulting cry, 

The triumph of the Cross proclaim 
To all eternity. 

Venantius Fortunatus, d. 890 ; John Chandler 
tr., 1806-76. 

lol Tune 14. 

Thou art the Way : to Thee alone 
From sin and death we flee ; 

And he who would the Father seek, 
Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. 

2 Thou art the Truth : Thy word alone 
True wisdom can impart ; 

Thou only canst inform the mind, 
And purify the heart. 

3 Thou art the Life : the rending tomb 
Proclaims Thy conquering arm ; 

And those who put their trust in Thee 
Nor death nor hell shall harm. 

4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life : 
Grant us that Way to know ; 

That Truth to keep, that Life to win, 
Whose joys eternal flow. 

George Washington Doane, 1799-1859. 

lo«£ Tune 14 

Father of mercies ! in Thy word 

What endless glory shines! 
For ever be Thy Name adored, 

For these celestial lines. 

2 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
And yields a free repast ; 

Sublimer sweets than nature knows, 
Invite the longing taste. 

3 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
Spreads heavenly peace around; 

And life and everlasting joys 
Attend the blissful sound. 

4 Oh, may these heavenly pages be 
My ever dear delight ; 

And st-ill new beauties may I see, 
And still increasing light. 

5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord ! 
Be Thou for ever near ; 

Teach me to love Thy sacred word, 
And view my Saviour there. 

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Jerusalem, my happy home! 

Name ever dear tome ! 
When shall my labors have an end, 

In joy, and peace, and thee ! 

2 When shall these eyes thy heaven- 
And pearly ^ates behold ; [built walls 

Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, 
And streets of shining gold ! 

3 There happier bowers than Eden's 
Nor sin nor sorrow know ; [bloom, 

Blest seats ! thro' rude and stormy scenes 
I onward press to you. 

4 Why should I shrink from pain and 
And feel at death dismay ? [woe, 

I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
And realms of endless day. 

5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there 
Around my Saviour stand ; 

And soon my friends in Christ below, 
Will join the glorious band. 

6 Jerusalem, my happy home ! 
My soul still pants for thee ; 

Then shall my labors have an end, 
When I thy ioys shall see. 

Williams and Boden's Collection. 

lo4 Tune 14. 

How bright these glorious spirits shine ! 

Whence all their bright array? 
How came they to the blissful seats 

Of everlasting day ? 

2 Lo ! these are they from sufferings 
Who came to realms of light, [great 

And in the blood of Christ have washed 
These robes which shine so bright. 

3 Now with triumphant palms they 
Before the throne on high, [stand 



And serve the God they love, amidst 
The glories of the sky. 

4 His presence fills each heart with joy, 
Tunes every mouth to sing ; 

By day, by night, the sacred courts 
With glad Hosannas ring. 

5 Hunger and thirst are felt no more, 
Nor suns with scorching ray ; 

God is their Sun, Whose cheering beams 
Diffuse eternal day. 

6 The Lamb, Which dwells amidst the 
Shall o'er them still preside, [throne, 

Feed them with nourishment divine, 
And all their footsteps guide. 

7 'Mong pastures green He'll lead His 
Where living streams appear; [flock, 

And God the Lord from every eye 
Shall wipe off everv tear. 

Isaac Watts, 1074-174S ; alt. by William 
Cameron, 1751-1811. 

loO Tune 14. 

Ye choirs of New Jerusalem, 
Your sweetest notes employ, 

The Paschal Victory to hymn 
In strains of holy joy. 

2 For Judah's Lion bursts His chains, 
Crushing the serpent's head ; 

And cries aloud thro' death" s domains 
To wake the imprisoned dead. 

3 Triumphant in His glory now, 
To Him all power is given ; 

To Him in one communion bow 
All saints in earth and heaven. 

4 While we, His soldiers, praise our 
His mercy we implore, [King, 

Within His palace bright to bring 
And keep us evermore. 

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When all Thy mercies, O my God ! 

My rising soul surveys, 
Transported with the view, I'm lost 

In wonder, love, and praise. 

2 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 
My daily thanks employ ; 

Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 
That tastes those gifts with joy. 

3 Through every period of my life, 
Thy goodness I'll pursue; 

And after death, in distant worlds, 
The glorious theme renew. 

4 Through all eternity, to Thee 
A joyful song I'll raise: 

For, oh, eternity's too short 
To utter all Thy praise ! 

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187 Tune 14 

For ever here my rest shall be, 

Close to Thy pierced side ; 
This all my hope and all my plea, 

For me the Saviour died/ 

2 My dying Saviour and my God, 
Fountain for guilt and sin, 

Sprinkle me ever with Thy blood, 
And cleanse, and keep me clean. 

3 Wash me. and make me thus Thine 
Wash me. and mine Thou art ; [own; 

Wash me. but not my feet alone, 
My hands, my head., my heart. 

4 The atonement of Thy blood apply, 
Till faith to sight improve ; 

Till hope in full fruition die, 
And all my soul be love. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

lOO Tune 14. 

Oh for a faith that will not shrink, 
Though pressed by every foe ; 

That will not tremble on the brink 
Of any earthly woe ; 



2 That will not murmur nor complain 
Beneath the chastening rod, 

But in the hour of grief or pain 
Will lean upon its God ; 

3 A faith that shines more bright and 
When tempests rage without, [clear, 

That when in danger knows no fear, 
In darkness feels no doubt ; 

4 A faith that keeps the narrow way 
Till life's last hour is fled, 

And with a pure and heavenly ray 
Lights up a dying bed. 

5 Lord ! give us such a faith as this, 
And then, whate'er may come, 

We'll taste e'en here the hallowed bliss 
Of an eternal home. 

William Hiley Bathurst, 1796-1877. 

189 Tune 14. 

Am I a soldier of the Cross, 

A follower of the Lamb ? 
And shall I fear to own His cause, 

Or blush to speak His Name? 

2 Must I be carried to the skies 
On flowery beds of ease? 

While others fought to win the prize, 
And sailed through bloody seas? 

3 Are there no foes for me to face? 
Must I not stem the flood ? 

Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God ? 

4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; 
Increase my courage, Lord ! 

I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by Thy word. 

5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 
Shall conquer, though they die ; 

They view the triumph from afar, 
And seize it with their eye. 

6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
And all Thine armies shine 

In robes of victory through the skies, 
The glorv shall be Thine. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 



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CHRISTMAS. (C. M.) 



Georg Friedrich Haendel. T 1759. 




1 — i — ' — i — r 

■ LC7V> ' Tune 14. 

Jesus. Thy love exceeds by far 
The love of earthly friends ; 

Bestows whatever the sinner needs, 
Is rirni and never ends. 

2 My blessed Saviour, is Thy love 
So bounteous, great and free? 

Behold, I give my sinful heart, 
My life, my all' to Thee. 

3 Xo man of greater love can boast 
Than for his friend to die : 

Thou for Thy enemies wast slain: 
What love' with Thine can vie? 

4 Though in the very form of God, 
With heavenly glory crowned, 

Thou wouldst partake of human flesh, 
Beset with troubles round. 

5 And now, upon Thy throne above, 
Thy love is still as great : 

Well Thou remember' st Calvary, 
Nor canst Thy death forget. 

6 O Lord, I'll treasure in my soul 
The memory of Thy love ; 

And Thy dear Name shall still to me 
A grateful odor prove. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1743. 
1"! Tune 14. 

Joy to the world, the Lord is come ; 

Let earth receive her King; 
Let every heart prepare Him room, 

And heaven and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns ; 
Let men their songs employ ; 

While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and 
Repeat the sounding joy. [plains 

3 Xo more let sin and sorrow grow, 
Xor thorns infest the ground ; 

He comes to make His blessings flow 
Far as the curse is found. 



4 He rules the world with truth and 
And makes the nations prove [grace, 

The glories of His righteousness, 
And wonders of His love. 

Isaac Watts. 1674-1748. 

192 Tune 14 

Through all the changing scenes of life, 

In trouble, and in joy, 
The praises of my God shall still 

My heart and tongue employ. 

2 Oh, magnify the Lord with me, 
With me exalt His Name ! 

When in distress to Him I called, 
He to my rescue came. 

3 The hosts of God encamp around 
The dwellings of the just ; 

Deliverance He affords'to all, 
Who on His succor trust. 

4 Oh, make but trial of His love ; 
Experience will decide, 

How blest are they, and only thev, 
Who in His truth confide/ 



193 



Nahutu Tate. 1652-1715, and Nicholas 
Brady, 1659-17.26. 



Tune 14. 

Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 

And press with vigor on ; 
A heavenly race demands Thy zeal, 

And an immortal crown. 

2 A cloud of witnesses around 
Hold thee in full survey : 

Forget the steps already trod, 
And onward urge thy way. 

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice, 
That calls thee from on high : 

'Tis His own hand presents "the prize 
To thine aspiring eye. 

4 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee, 
Have I my race begun ; 

When crowned with victory, at Thv feet 
I'll lay my honors down.' 

Philip Doddridge. 1702-55. 



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WINCHESTER, OLD. (CM) 



Este's Psalter, 1592. 




194 



Tune 14. 

Calm me, my God, and keep me calm ; 

Let Thine outstretched wing 
Be like the shade of Elim's palm, 

Beside her desert spring. 

2 Yes, keep me calm, though loud and 
The sounds my ear that greet, — [rude 

Calm in the closet's solitude, 
Calm in the bustling street,— 

3 Calm in the hour of buoyant health, 
Calm in the hour of pain, 

Calm in my poverty or wealth, 
Calm in my loss or gain, — 

4 Calm in the sufferance of wrong, 
Like Him Who bore my shame, 

Calm 'mid the threatening, taunting 1 
Who hate Thy holy Name, [throng, i 

5 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm, 
Soft resting on Thy breast ; 

Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm, 
And bid my spirit rest. 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 

1"0 Tune 14. 

Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour 
The Saviour promised long ; [comes, 

Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

2 He comes, the prisoners to release, 
In Satan's bondage held; 

The gates of brass before Him burst, 
The iron fetters yield. 

3 He comes, from thickest films of vice, 
To clear the mental ray, 

And on the eye, long closed in night, 
To pour celestial day. 

4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
The bleeding soul to cure ; 

And with the riches of His grace 
To bless the humble poor. 

5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
Thy welcome shall proclaim : 

And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With Thy beloved Name ! 

Philip Doddridge, 1702-51. 
190 Tune 14. 

O Jesus, King most wonderful, 

Thou Conqueror renowned ; 
Thou Sweetness most ineffable, 

In Whom all joys are found ! 

2 When once Thou visitest the heart, 

Then truth begins to shine, 
Then earthly vanities depart, 

Then kindles love divine ! 



3 O Jesus, Light of all below, 
Thou Fount of life and fire, 

Surpassing all the joys we know, 
All that we can desire: 

4 May every heart confess Thy Name, 
And ever Thee adore ; 

And seeking Thee, itself inflame 
To seek Thee more and more. 

5 Thee may our tongues for ever bless; 
Thee may w T e love alone ; 

And ever in our lives express 
The image of Thine own. 

Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153 ; Edward 
Caswall, tr., 1814-78. 

1" « Tune 14. 

Lord, when we bend before Thy throne, 

And our confessions pour, 
Teach us to feel the sins we own, 

And hate what we deplore. 

2 Our broken spirit pitying see ; 
True penitence impart ; 

Then let a kindling glance from Thee 
Beam hope upon the heart. 

3 When our responsive tongues essay, 
Their grateful hymns to raise, 

Grant that our souls may join the lay, 
And mount to Thee in praise. 

4 When we disclose our wants in prayer, 
May we our wills resign ; 

And not a thought our bosom share, 
That is not wholly Thine. 

5 May faith each meek petition fill, 
And waft it to the skies, 

And teach our hearts 'tis Goodness still, 
That grants it or denies. 

Joseph Dacre Carlyle, 1758-1805. 

198 Tune 14. 

Why should the children of a King 
Go mourning all their days? 

Great Comforter, descend and bring 
Some tokens of Thy grace. 

2 Dost Thou not dwell in all the saints, 
And seal the heirs of heaven? 

When wilt Thou banish my complaints, 
And show my sins forgiven? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 
In the Redeemer's blood ; 

And bear Thy witness with my heart 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the Earnest of His love, 
The Pledge of joys to come ; 

And Thy soft wings, celestial Dove! 
Will safe convey me home. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 



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199 Tune 14i 

In Thee I live, and move and am ; 

Thou number* st all my days: 
As Thou renew'st my being/ Lord, 

Let me renew Thy' praise. 

2 From Thee I am, through Thee I am, 
And for Thee I must be: 

'Twere better for me not to live, 
Than not to live to Thee. 

3 I do not praise my laboring hand, 
My laboring head, or chance: 

Thy providence, most gracious God, 
Is my inheritance. 

4 Thy bounty gives me bread with 
A table free from strife: [peace, 

Thy blessing is the staff of bread, 
Which is the staff of life. 

5 The daily favors of my God 
I cannot sing at large; 

Yet humbly can I make this boast, 
I am the Almighty's charge. 

6 Oh, let my house a temple be, 
That I and mine may sing 

Hosannas to Thy Majesty, 
And praise our heavenly Kins. 

Ralph Erskine. 16S5-1752. 

200 Tune 14 

O for a thousand tongues to sing 
My dear Redeemers praise; 

The glories of my God and King, 
The triumphs of His grace. 

2 Jesus, the Name that charms our fears, 
That bids our sorrows cease : 

'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
'Tis life, and health, and peace. 

3 His grace subdues the power of sin, 
He sets the prisoner free; 

His blood can make the foulest clean, 
His blood availed for me. 



4 He speaks and, listening to His voice, 
New life the dead receive: 

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, 
The humble poor believe. 

5 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye 

dumb, 
Your loosened tongues employ; 
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come; 
And leap, ye lame, for joy. 

6 Look unto Him, ye nations ; own 
Your God. ye fallen race : 

Look and be saved through faith alone, 
Be justified by grace. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

^Ul Tune 14. 

Behold us, Lord, a little space 

From daily tasks set free, 
And met within Thy holy place 

To rest awhile with Thee. 

2 Around us rolls the ceaseless tide 
Of business, toil and care, 

And scarcely can we turn aside 
For the brief hour of prayer. 

3 Yet these are not the only walls 
Wherein Thou mayest be sought ; 

On homeliest work Thy blessing falls, 
In truth and patience wrought. 

4 Thine is the loom, the forge, the mart, 
The wealth of land and sea ; 

The worlds of science and of art, 
Revealed and ruled by Thee. 

5 Then let us prove our heavenly birth 
In all we do and know ; 

And claim the kingdom of the earth 
For Thee, and not Thy foe. 

6 Work shall be prayer, if all be wrought 
As Thou wouldst have it done; 

And prayer, by Thee inspired and 
Itself with work be one. [taught, 

John Ellerton, b. 1826. 



43 



EMMANUEL. (C M.) 



Ludwig van Beethoven, 1827. 




14, Bb. 



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£\j£ Tune 14. 

Oh, it is hard to work for God, 

To rise and take His part 
Upon this battle-field of earth, 

And not sometimes lose heart. 

2 He hides Himself so wondrously, 
As though there were no God ; 

He is least seen when all the powers 
Of ill are most abroad ; 

1 Or He deserts ns in the hour 
The fight is all but lost ; 

And seems to leave us to ourselves 
Just when we need Him most. 

4 It is not so, but so it looks ; 
And we lose courage then ; 

And doubts will come if God hath kept 
His promises to men. 

5 But right is right, since God is God ; 
And right the day must win ; 

To doubt would be disloyalty, 
To falter would be sin. 

Frederick William Faber, 1814-63. 

<^03 Tune 14. 

Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail, 

Thou Author of our faith, 
The Finisher of all our hopes, 

The Truth, the Life, the Path. 

2 Hail, First and Last, thou great T AM, 
In Whom we live and move; 

Increase our little spark of faith, 
And fill our hearts with love. 

3 Oh, let that faith which Thou hast 
Be treasured in our breast ; [taught 

The evidence of unseen joys, 
The substance of our rest. 

4 Then shall we go from strength to 

strength, 
From grace to greater grace : 
From each degree of faith to more, 
Till we behold Thy face. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

^jQ Tune 14 

Father of mercies, condescend 
To hear our fervent prayer, 

While this our brother we commend 
To Thy paternal care. 

2 Before him set an open door; 

His various efforts bless ; 
On him Thy Holy Spirit pour, 

And crown him with success. 



3 Endow him with a heavenly mind; 
Supply his every need ; 

Make him in spirit meek, resigned, 
But bold in word and deed. 

4 In every tempting, trying hour, 
Uphold him by Thy grace ; 

And guard him by Thy mighty power, 
Till he shall end his race. 

Thomas Morell, 17S1-1840. 
^OO Tune 14. 

Jesus, the very thought of Thee 
With sweetness fills the breast ; 

But sweeter far Thy face to see, 
And in Thy presence rest. 

2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can 
Nor can the memory find [frame, 

A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name, 
O Saviour of mankind ! 

3 O Hope of every contrite heart ! 
O Joy of all the" meek ! 

To those who fall, how kind Thou art! 
How good to those who seek ! 

4 But what to those who find? Ah! 
Nor tongue nor pen can show ; [this 

The love of Jesus, what it is, 
None but His loved ones know. 

5 Jesus, our only Joy be Thou, 
As Thou our Prize wilt be ; 

Jesus, be Thou our Glory now, 
And through eternity \ 

Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Edward 
Caswall, tr., 1814-78. 

^UO Tune 14. 

O Jesus, for Thy matchless love 
Accept our warmest praise ; 

Since Thou didst leave Thy throne 
To save a sinful race. [above, 

2 Thanks for Thy sufferings, tears, and 
And groans in Thy distress ; [cries, 

The source of never-fading joys 
And endless happiness. 

3 Thanks for Thy thirst, O Prince of 
When hanging on the tree : [peace, 

What a divine refreshment this 
To souls athirst for Thee. 

4 Thanks for Thy last heart-piercing 
And meritorious death : [cry, 

Grant we may all on Thee rely, 
And live a life of faith. 

Zinsendorf, 1700-60. 



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ST. AGNES. (C. M.) 



J. B. Dykes, f 187C 




14, Ee. 



dfjl Tune 14. 

Thou, Who lov'st to send relief 
In time of our distress, 

Because Th3 r self didst bear our grief, 
And feel our sicknesses ; 

2 Thy will be done, I still would say, 
Wnate'er that will may be ; 

And let this trial, day by day, 
Fulfill its end in me. 

3 O Lord, look down, O Lord, forgive, 
Oh, help me from on high ; 

Since no man to himself must live, 
Nor to himself can die. 

4 And when, through feebleness or pain, 
My thoughts are far from Thee, 

Though 1 forget Thee, Saviour, then, 
Oh, yet, forget not me. 

John Mason Neale. 1800-68. 

208 Tune 14 

As pants the hart for cooling streams, 

When heated in the chase, 
So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, 

And Thy refreshing grace. 

2 For Thee, my God— the living God, 
My thirst v soul doth pine ; 

Oh. when shall I behold Thy face, 
Thou Majesty divine ! 

3 Why restless, why cast down, my 
Trust God; Who will employ [soul? 

His aid for thee, and change these sighs 
To thankful hymns of joy. 

4 I sigh to think of happier days, 
When Thou, O Lord ! wast nigh ; 

When every heart was tuned to praise, 
And none more blest than I. 

5 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? 
Hope still : and thou shalt sing 

The praise of Him Who is thy God, 
Thy health's eternal Spring. 

Henry Francis Lyte. 1793-1847. 

209 Tune 14 

1 worship Thee, sweet Will of God, 
And all Thy ways adore ; 

And every day I live, I seem 
To love Thee more and more. 

2 I love to kiss each print where Thou 
Hast set Thine unseen feet: 

I cannot fear Thee, blessed Will, 
Thine empire is so sweet. 

3 I have no cares, O blessed Will, 
For all my cares are Thine ; 



1 live in triumph, Lord, for Thou 
Hast made Thy triumphs mine. 

4 He always wins who sides with God, 
To him no chance is lost ; 

God's will is sweetest to him when 
It triumphs at his cost. 

5 111 that He blesses is our good, 
And unblest good is ill : 

And all is right that seems most wrong, 
If it be His sweet win. 

Frederick William Faber, 1814-63. 

«al(J Tune 14. 

In stature grows the Heavenly Child, 
With death before His eyes; 

A Lamb unblemished, meek and mild, 
Prepared for sacrifice. 

2 The Son of God His glory hides 
With parents mean and poor, 

And He Who made the heavens, abides 
In dwelling-place obscure. 

3 Those mighty hands that rule the sky 
No earthly toil refuse ; 

The Maker of the stars on high 
An humble trade pursues. 

4 He, Whom the hosts of angels praise, 
Bearing each dread decree, 

His earthly parents now obeys 
In deep humility. 

5 For this Thy lowliness revealed, 
Jesus, we Thee adore, 

And praise to God the Father yield 
And Spirit evermore. 
Santolius Victorinus. 1630-1667 ; John Chandler, 
tr., 1806-76; John Keble, rev., 1837. 

211 Tune 14. 

There is a safe and secret place 

Beneath the Wings Divine, 
Reserved for all the heirs of grace; 

O, be that refuge mine ! 

2 The least and feeblest there may bide, 
Uninjured and unawed ; 

While thousands fall on every side, 
He rests secure in God. 

3 The angels watch him on his way, 
And aid with friendly arm ; 

And Satan, roaring for his prey, 
May hate, but cannot harm. 

4 He feeds in pastures large and fair 
Of love and truth divine ; 

O child of God, O glory's heir, 
How rich a lot is thine ! 

Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847, 



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HOLY TRINITY. (G M.) 

J ,_ L 



Joseph Barnby, 1861. 




<^l<a Tune 14. 

Spirit Divine ! attend our prayers, 
And make this house Thy home ; 

Descend with all Thy gracious powers, 
Oh come, great Spirit ! come. 

2 Come as the light ; to us reveal 
Our emptiness and woe ; 

And lead us in those paths of life 
Where all the righteous go. 

3 Come as the fire; and purge our hearts, 
Like sacrificial flame ; 

Let our whole soul an offering be 
To our Redeemer's Name. 

4 Come as the dove ; and spread Thy 
The wings of peaceful love ; [wings, 

And let Thy Church on earth become 
Blest as the Church above. 

5 Come as the wind ; with rushing 
And pentecostal grace, [sound 

That all, of woman born, mav see 
The glory of Thy face. 

Andrew Reed, 17S7-1862. 

^lo Tune 14. 

'Tis Thine alone, Almighty Name ! 

To raise the dead to life, 
The lost inebriate to reclaim 

From passion's fearful strife. 

2 What ruin hath intemperance 

wrought ! 
How widely roll its waves ! 
How many myriads hath it brought 
To fill dishonored graves ! 

3 And see, O Lord, what numbers still 
Are maddened by the bowl ; 

Led captive at the tyrant's will, 
In bondage, heart and soul ! 

4 Stretch forth Thy hand, O God, our 
And break the galling chain ; [King ! 

Deliverance to the captive bring, 
And end the usurper's reign. 

5 The cause of temperance is Thine own; 
Our plans and efforts bless; 

We trust, O Lord, in Thee alone, 
To crown them with success. 

Edwin F. Hatfield, b. 1807. 
214 Tune 14. 

Lord, take my heart just as it is, 

Set up therein Thy Throne : 
So shall I love Thee above all, 

And live to Thee alone. 

2 I thank Thee, that in mercy Thou 
Hast wakened me from death, 



Aroused me out of sin's deep sleep, 
And called to walk in faith. 

3 Complete Thy work and crown Thy 
That I may faithful prove, [grace, 

J And listen to that still small voice, 
Which whispers only love : 

4 Which teaches me to know Thy will, 
And gives me power to do : 

Which fills my heart with shame, Avhen I 
Do not that will pursue. 

5 This unction may I ever feel, 
This teaching of my Lord, 

And learn obedience to Thy voice, 
Thy soft reviving word. 

Maria Th. Stonehouse, 1722-51. 

<£l0 Tune 14. 

Builder of mighty worlds on worlds, 
How poor the house must be, 

That with our human sinful hands 
We may erect for Thee. 

2 O Christ, Thou art our Corner-stone 
On Thee our hopes are built ; 

Thou art our Lord, our Light, our Life, 
Our Sacrifice for guilt. 

3 In Thy blest Name we gather here, 
And consecrate the ground : 

! The walls that on this rock shall rise 
Thy praises shall resound. 

4 May many a soul, from death re- 
in hewenlT regions fair, [deemed, 

Wi;h joy exclaim, 4i I learned the path 
To God and glory, there." 

Anon. 

<£lO Tune 14. 

Hail ! holy, holy, holy Lord, 
Whom One in Three we know ; 

By all Thy heavenly hosts adored, 
By all Thy Church below. 

2 One undivided Trinity 
With triumph we proclaim ; 

Thy universe is full of Thee, 
And speaks Thy glorious Name. 

3 Thee, Holy Father, we confess ; 
Thee, Holy Son, adore ; 

And Thee, the Holy Ghost, we bless, 
And worship evermore. 

4 Hail ! holy, holy, holy Lord, 
Our heavenly song shall be ; 

Supreme, essential One, adored 
In co-eternal Three. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 



48 



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217 Tune 14. 

Our Heavenly Father, Source of love, 

To Thee our hearts we raise : 
Thy all-sustaining power we prove, 

And gladly sing Thy praise. 

2 Lord Jesus, Thine w r e wish to be, 
Our sacrifice receive : 

Made, and preserved, and saved by 
To Thee ourselves we give. [Thee, 

3 Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love 
Shed in our hearts abroad ; 

So shall we ever live, and move, 
And be with Christ in God. 

4 Honor to the Almighty Three, 
An 1 Everlasting One, 

All glory to the Father be, 
The Spirit and the Son. 

Charles Wesley, 170S-S8. 

218 Tune 14. 

Thou, gracious Saviour, for my good 

Wast pleased a child to be, 
And Thou didst shed Thy precious blood 

Upon the Cross for me. 

2 Come, then, and take this heart of 
Come, take me as I am, [mine, 

1 know that I by right am Thine, 
Thou loving, gracious Lamb. 

3 If early Thou wilt take me hence, 
O that no harm will be; 

Since endless bliss will then commence, 
When I shall live with Thee. 

4 If Thou wilt have me longer stay, 
In years and stature grow ; 

Help' me to serve Thee night and day, 
While I am here below. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

219 Tune 14. 

Hosanna ! raise the pealing hymn 

To David's Son and Lord; 
With cherubim and seraphim 

Exalt the Incarnate Word. 

2 Hosanna ! Lord, our feeble tongue 
Xo lofty strains can raise: 

But Thou wilt not despise the young, 
Who meekly chant Thy praise. 

3 Hosanna ! Sovereign, Prophet, Priest, 
How vast Thy gifts, how free ! 

Thy blood, our life ! Thy word, our feast, 
Thy Name, our only plea. 

4 Hosanna ! Master, lo ! we bring 
Our offerings to Thy throne ; 

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Xot gold, nor mvrrh. nor mortal thing, 
But hearts to be Thine own. 

5 Hosanna ! once Thy gracious ear 
Approved a lisping throng ; 

Be gracious still, and deign to hear 
Our poor but grateful song. 

6 O Saviour, if redeemed by Thee, 
Thy temple we behold, 

Hosmnas through eternity 
We'll sing to harps of gold. 

William H. Havergal. 1793-1870. 

220 Tune 14. 

Our Father, hear our longing prayer, 
And help this prayer to flow, 

That humble thoughts, which are Thy 
May live in us and grow. [care, 

2 For lowly hearts shall understand 
The peace, the calm delight 

Of dwelling in Thy heavenly land, 
A pleasure in Thy sight. 

3 Give us humility, that so 
Thy reisru may come within, 

And when Thy children homeward go, 
We too may enter in. 

4 Hear us, our Saviour! ours Thou art, 
Though we are not like Thee ; 

Give us Thy Spirit in our heart, 
Large, lowly, trusting:, free. 

George ^lacDonald, b. 1831. 

221 Tune 14. 

Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord, 
My Saviour, and my Head, 

1 trust in Thee, Whose powerful word 
Hath raised Him from the dead. 

2 In hope, against all human hope, 
Self-desperate, I believe ; 

Thv quickening word shall raise me up, 
Thou wilt Thy Spirit give. 

3 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, 
And looks to that alone; 

Laughs at impossibilities. 
And cries, " It shall be done! " 

4 To Thee the glory of Thy power 
And faithfulness" I give : 

I shall in Christ, at that glad hour, 
And Christ in me shall live. 

5 Obedient faith, that waits on Thee, 
Thou never wilt reprove; 

But Thou wilt form Thy Son in me, 

And perfect me in love. 

Charles Wesley, 1703-8*. 



(C. M.) 



Henry Smart, f 1879. 




222 Tune i4. 

O Son of God and man, receive 
This humble work of mine ; 

Worth to my meanest labor give, 
By blessing it with Thine. 

2 Servant of all, to toil for man 
Thou didst not, Lord, refuse ; 

Thy majesty did not disdain 
To be employed for us. 

3 In all I think, or speak, or do, 
Let me show forth Thy praise ; 

Thy bright example still pursue 
Through all my future days. 

4 By faith through outward cares I go, 
From all distraction free ; 

My hands alone engaged below, 
My spirit still with Thee. 



Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 
Tune 14. 



223 

Angels, where'er we go, attend 

Our steps, whate'er betide ; 
With watchful care their charge defend, 

And evil turn aside. 

2 Myriads of bright cherubic bands, 
Sent by the King of kings, 

Rejoice to bear us in their hands, 
And shade us with their wings. 

3 Jehovah's charioteers surround ; 
The ministerial choir 

Encamp where'er His heirs are found, 
And form our wall of fire. 

4 Ten thousand offices unseen 
For us they gladly do, 

Deliver in the furnace keen, 
And safe escort us through. 

5 And when our spirits we resign, 
On outstretched wings they bear, 

And lodge us in the arms divine, 
And leave us ever there. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

224 Tun e 14. 

Blest be that sacred covenant-love, 

Uniting though we part ; 
Our bodies may far off remove, 

We still are one in heart. 

2 Joined in one spirit to our Head, 
Where He appoints we go, 

And while we in His footsteps tread, 
Show forth His praise below. 

3 Oh, may we ever walk with Him, 
And nothing know beside, 

Naught else desire, naught else esteem, 
But Jesus Crucified. 



4 Nor joy nor grief, nor time nor place, 
Nor life nor death can part 

Those who, enjoying Jesus' grace, 
In Him are one in heart. 

5 Soon will He wipe off every tear, 
On Canaan's blissful shore, 

Where all who friends in Jesus are, 
Shall meet to part no more. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

225 Tune 14. 

See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, 

With all-engaging charms ! 
Hark ! how He calls the tender lambs, 

And folds them in His arms ! 

2 " Permit them to approach," He cries, 
" Nor scorn their humble name ; 

For 't was to bless such souls as these, 
The Lord of angels came." 

3 We bring them, Lord! in thankful 
And yield them up to Thee ; [hand, 

Joyful that we ourselves are Thine, 
Thine let our offspring be. 

Philip Doddridge, 1702-51. 

220 Tune 14. 

Now that the sun is gleaming bright, 

Implore we, bending low, 
That Thou, the uncreated Light, 

May'st guide us as we go. 

2 No sinful word, nor deed of wrong, 
Nor thoughts that idly rove, 

But simple truth be on our tongue, 
And in our hearts be love. 

3 And while the hours in order flow, 
O Christ, securely fence 

Our gates, beleaguered by the foe, 
The gate of every sense. 

4 And grant that to Thine honor, Lord, 
Our daily toil may tend ; 

That we begin it at Thy word, 
And in Thy favor end. 

John Henry Newman, 1801-90. 

227 Tune 14. 

Beneath the shadow of the Cross, 

As earthly hopes remove, 
His new commandment Jesus gives, 

His blessed word of love. 

2 bond of union strong and deep ! 
O bond of perfect peace ! 

Not e'en the lifted cross can harm, 
If we but hold to this. 

3 Then, Jesus, be Thy spirit ours ! 
And swift our feet shall move 

To deeds of pure self-sacrifice, 
And the sweet tasks of love. 

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There is no sorrow, Lord, too light 
To bring in prayer to Thee ; 

Tli ere is no anxious care too slight 
To wake Thy sympathy. 

2 Thou, Who hast trod the thorny road, 
Wilt share each small distress ; 

The Love Which bore the greater load 
Will not refuse the less. 

3 There is no secret sigh we breathe 
But meets Thine ear divine, 

And every cross grows light beneath 
The shadow. Lord, of Thine. 

4 Life's ills without, sin's strife within, 
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But for that Love Which died for sin, 
That Love Which wept for woe. 

Jane Crewdson, 1809-63. 

229 Tune 14 

O Thou, Whose mercy guides my way, 
Though now it seem severe, 

Forbid my unbelief to say, 
There is no mercy here. 

2 O grant me to desire the pain 
That comes in kindness down, 

More than the world's supremest gain, 
Succeeded by a frown. 

3 Then, though Thou bend my spirit 
Love only shall I see ; [low, 

The very hand that strikes the blow 
Was wounded once for me. 

James Edmeston, 1791-1867. 



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Thy blood, Thy blood the deed hath 
wrought, 

That won me for Thee, Saviour ; 
Else had I never on Thee thought, 

Nor come to thee for ever. 

2 O let me Thee behold in faith, 
As Thou for me wast wounded ; 

And trust in Thy atoning death, 
Whereon my bliss is grounded. 

3 Ma3 T this each day be my employ, 
The fruits of Thy blest passion 

Still more completely to enjoy, 
And taste Thy great salvation :— 

4 Till I shall once behold Thy face 
In endless bliss and glory, 




And for the wonders of Thy grace 
With humble thanks adore Thee. 

Abraham von Gersdorf, 1704-84. 

^^■L Tune 15. 

Hitrh-Priest before the Father's face, 

When in Thy ministration 
Thou dost present the ransomed race, 

Gathered from every nation, — 

2 In love remember this Thy flock, 
Bought by Thy bitter passion : 

To Thee, Who art the Church's Rock, 
We pay our adoration. 

3 In prayer we now unite to Thee, 
We praise Thee, Lord Jehovah ; 

And join to sighs for mercy free 
A joyful Hallelujah. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



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The King of love my Shepherd is, 
Whose goodness faileth never, 

1 nothing lack if I am His, 
And He is mine for ever. 

2 Where streams of living water flow, 
My ransomed soul He leadeth, 

And, where the verdant pastures grow, 
With food celestial feedeth. 

3 Perverse and foolish, oft I strayed, 
But yet in love He sought me, 

And on His shoulder gently laid, 
And home, rejoicing, brought me. 



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4 In death's dark vale I fear no ill 
With Thee, dear Lord, beside me, 

Thy rod and staff my comfort still, 
Thy Cross before to guide me. 

5 Thou spread' st a table in my sight, 
Thy unction grace bestoweth, 

And, oh, what transport of delight 
From Thy pure chalice floweth. 

6 And so through all the length of days 
Thy goodness faileth never; 

Good~ Shepherd ! may I sing Thy praise 
Within Thy house for ever. 

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O scorned and outcast Lord 
Thy burden meekly bending, 
Thou, our true Isaac, to Thy death 
Art wearily ascending. 

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The sinful thus to cherish ! 

He gave His guiltless Son to die, 
Lest guilty man should perish. 

4 Yes! 'tis the Cross that breaks the rod 
And chain of condemnation, 

And makes a league 'twixt man and God 
For our entire salvation. 

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234 Tune 16. 

The reproach of Christ is glorious; 

Those who here His burden bear, 
In the end shall prove victorious, 

And eternal glory share. 

2 Christ, our ever-blessed Saviour, 
Bore for us reproach and shame, 

Conqueror now He lives for ever, 
And we conquer in His Name. 

3 Bear then the reproach of Jesus, 
Ye who live a life of faith; 

Sins ye joyful songs and praises, 
Even in martvrdom and death. 

Ludwig Andreas Gotter, 1661-1735. 

235 Tune 16. 

When simplicity we cherish. 
Then the soul is full of light: 

But that light will quickly vanish, 
When of Jesus we lose sight. 

2 He who naught but Christ desireth, 
He whom nothing else can cheer, 

But the joy which He inspireth, 
Lending" to His voice an ear ; 

3 Who sincerely loveth Jesus, 
And upon His grace depends ; 

Who but willeth what Him pleases, 
Simply following His commands ; 

4 Who to Jesus humbly cleaveth, 
Pays obedience to His word, 

Yea, in closest union liveth 
With our Saviour, Head, and Lord; 

5 Who in Jesus Christ abideth. 
And, from self-dependence free, 

In naught else but Him confideth; 
Walks in true simplicity. 

6 He who is by Christ directed, 
Trusting the" Good Shepherd's care, 

From all harm will be protected, 
And no danger needs to fear. 

Augustus G. Spangenberg, 1704-92. 

236 Tune 16. 

From the doctrines I'll ne'er waver, 
In the Holy Scriptures stored, 

O what sweetness do I savor, 
In each sacred covenant word. 

2 And if I myself examine, 
While the Book I 'fore me hold, 

To each truth my heart saith Amen, 
One the other doth unfold. 

3 Speak, O Lord, Thy servant heareth 
With deep awe attentivelv ; 

What Thy Holy Word decfareth 
Shall my rule and practice be. 

F. W. iNeisser, 1715-77. 



Tune 16. 

Saviour! breathe an evening blessing 

Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
Sin and want we come confessing ; 

Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal. 

2 Though destruction walk around us, 
Though the arrows past us fly, 

Angel-guards from Thee surround us ; 
We are safe if Thou art nigh. 

3 Though the night be dark and dreary. 
Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; 

Thou, our Shepherd, never weary, 
Watchest where Thy people be^ 

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake 
And our couch become our tomb, [us, 

May the morn in heaven awake .us, 
Clad in bright and deathless bloom. 
James Edmeston, 1791-1S67. 

238 Tune 16. 

Storms of trouble may assail us, 
Yea, life's yessel overwhelm ; 

Yet no danger need appall us, 
If our Saviour guide the helm. 

2 If with willing resignation, 
Free from care we acquiesce 

In His ways, His consolation 
Will alleviate our distress. 

3 God is mighty to deliver, 
None His power can withstand ; 

In all trials whatsoever, 
He will be our gracious Friend. 

4 When His hour strikes for relieving, 
Help breaks forth amazingly, 

And, to shame our anxious grieving, 
Often unexpectedly. 

J. D. Herrnschmidt, 1675-1723. 

239 Tune 16 
In the Cross of Christ I glory, 

Towering o'er the wrecks of time; 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, 
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 

Never shall the Cross forsake me ; 
Lo, it glows with peace and joy. 

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 
Light and love upon my way, 

From the Cross the radiance streaming, 
Adds more luster to the day. 

4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 
By the Cross are sanctified ; 

Peace is there, that knows no measure, 
Jovs that through all time abide. 

John Bowring, d. It72. 



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240 Tune 16. 

Jesus, Saviour, I implore Thee, — 

Full of grace and truth Thou art, — 
Where in aught I've sinned before Thee 

Pardon unto me impart. 
2 Have I said I ne'er would leave Thee 

And have I unfaithful been, — 
Ah, I see that look ; forgive me ; 

Bitterlv I mourn my sin. 

Martin Dober, 1703-48 ; S. C. Chitty, tr., 1S67. 

241 Tune 16. 

Come and deck the grave with flowers, 

That is now a blessed bed, 
Where the truest Friend of ours, 

Stooped to rest His holy head. 
2 For the Saviour, in it lying, 

Did its grief and gloom destroy, 
Took from death the dread of dying, 

Gave to life its crown and jov. 

John S. B. Monsell, 1811-75. 
2A2x Tune. 16. 

Now the Triune God confessing, 
God the Father's Name adore ; 

To the Son give praise and blessing: 
Bless the Spirit evermore. 



243 Tune 16 
Happy soul, thy days are ended, 

All thy mourning" days below, 
Thou, by angel guards attended, 
Didst to Jesus' presence go. 

2 Trusting in thy Saviour's merit, 
Thou hast seen thy Lord above, 

Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
Reaching out the crown of love. 

3 For the joy He set before thee, 
Thou didst bear a moment's pain, 

Die, to live a life of glory, 
Suffer, with thy Lord "to reign. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

244 Tune 16. 

Welcome, blessed Heavenly Stranger ! 

Open, Holy Ghost, mine eyes, 
Lead me to my Saviour's manger, 

Show me where my Jesus lies. 

2 Oh Most Mighty, O Most Holy, 
Far above the seraph's thought! 

Zion, view thy King as lowly 
As inspired prophets taught. 

Christopher Smart, 1722-70. 



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Judge me now, my God and Saviour, 
Even before thejudgment-day ; 

Then to me, my King, Thy favor 
Through eternity display. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

246 Tune 16. 

Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator ! 

Praise to Thee from every tongue ; 
Join, my soul, with every creature, 

Join the universal song. 

2 Father! Source of all compassion! 
Pure, unbounded grace is Thine; 

Hail the God of our salvation, 
Praise Him for His love divine ! 

3 For ten thousand blessings given, 
For the hope of future joy, 

Sound His praise thro' earth and heaven, 
Sound Jehovah's praise on hifrh ! 

John Fawcett, 1739-1817. 

247 Tune 16. 

Lord of glory ! Thou hast bought us, 

With Thy life-blood as the price, 
Never grudging, for the lost ones, 

That tremendous sacrifice. 
2 Grant us hearts, dear Lord ! to yield 

Gladly, freely, of Thine own ; [Thee 
With the sunshine of Thy goodness, 

Melt our thankless hearts of stone. 



3 Wondrous honor hast Thou given 
To our humblest charity, 

In Thine own mysterious sentence, — 
" Ye have done it unto Me ! " 

4 Give us faith, to trust Thee boldly, 
Hope, to stay our soul on Thee: 

But, oh,— best of all Thy graces- 
Give us Thine own charity. 

E. S. Alderson, 1868. 

248 Tune 16. 

Praise to God, the great Creator, 
Father. Son and Holy Ghost ; 

Praise Him, every living creature, 
Earth and heaven's united host. 

John Fawcett, 1739-1817. 

249 Tune 16. 
Father, hear the prayer we offer ! 

Not for ease that prayer shall be, 
But for strength that we may ever 
Live our lives courageously. 

2 Not for ever by still waters 
W T ould we idly quiet stay ; 

But would smite the living fountains 
From the rocks along our way. 

3 Be our Strength in hours of weakness, 
In our wanderings, be our Guide; 

Through endeavor, failure, danger, 
Father, be Thou at our side ! 

Anon., " Hymns of the Spirit," 1564. 



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250 Tune 16 

Souls of men ! why will ye scatter 
Like a crowd of frightened sheep? 

Foolish hearts! why will ye wander 
From a Love so true and deep? 

2 Was there ever kindest shepherd 
Efcdf so gentle, half so sweet, 

As flie Saviour Who would have us 
Come and gather round His feet? 

3 It is God : His love looks mighty, 
But is mightier than it seems. 

'Tis our Father; and His fondness 
Goes far out beyond our dreams. 

4 There is grace enough for thousands 
Of new worlds as great as this ; 

There is room for fresh creations 
In that upper home of bliss, 

Frederick W. Faber, 1814-63. 

^51 Tune 16 

On Thy ransomed congregation, 

Lord, lift up Thy countenance; 
Be our Help, Joy and Salvation ; 

Life and health to us dispense. 

2 In each heart, O fix Thy dwelling, 
There erect a monument 

Of Thv love, all love excelling, 
There fulfill Thy blest intent. 

3 Take us under Thy protection, 
Grant us to obey Thy voice, 

Simply follow Thy direction, 
To Thy will resign our choice. 

4 Of each weight still more divested, 
Freed from every earthly view, 

Be our purpose, unmolested 
Our higb> calling to pursue. 

5 Thus may we, as Thine anointed, 
Walk 'fore Thee in truth and grace, 

In the path Thou hast appointed, 
Till we reach Thv dwelling-place. 

F. W. Foster, 1760-1835. 

252 Tune 16 

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 
Which before the Cross I spend ; 

Life and health and peace possessing, 
From the sinner's dying Friend. 

2 Here I'll sit, for ever viewing 
Mercy's streams in streams of blood : 

Precious drops my soul bedewing, 
Plead and claim my peace with God. 

3 Truly blessed is this station, 
Low before His Cross to lie ; 



While I see divine compassion 
Floating in His languid eye. 

4 Here it is I find my heaven. 
While upon the Cross I gaze : 

Love I much? I've much forgiven, 
I'm a miracle of grace. 

5 Love and grief mv heart dividing, 
With my tears His feet I'll bathe; 

Constant still in faith abiding, 
Life deriving from His death. 

6 May I still enjoy this feeling, 
In all need to Jesus go ; 

Prove His wounds each day more heal- 
And Himself more fullv know. Ting, 
Walter Shirley, 1725-86. 

^OO Tune 16. 

All alone, and yet not lonely, 

I'll converse with God my Friend ; 

Now from worldly cares withdrawing, 
I my time in prayer will spend. 

2 Oh how blessed are the moments, 
When the Lord Himself draws near, 

When I feel His gracious presence, 
And He listens to mv prayer. 

Gottfried Arnold, 1666-1714. 
^54 Tune 16. 

Praise the God of our salvation ; 

Praise the Father's boundless love ; 
Praise the Lamb, our Expiation ; 

Praise the Spirit from above: — 

2 Author of the new creation. 
Him by Whom our spirits live: — 

Undivided adoration 
To the one Jehovah give ! 

Josiah Conder, 1789-1S55. 

^OO Tune 16. 

Hail ! Thou long-expected Jesus, 
Born to set Thy people free ; 

From our fears and sins release us, 
Let us find our rest in Thee. 

2 Israel's Strength and Consolation, 
Hope of all the earth Thou art; 

Long-desired of every nation, 
Joy of every waiting heart. 

3 Born, Thv people to deliver; 
Born a Child, yet God our King; 

Born, to reign in us forever; 
Now Thy gracious Kingdom bring. 

4 Bv Thine own eternal Spirit, 
Rule in all our hearts alone; 

Bv Thine all-sufficient merit. 
Raise us to Thv glorious throne. 

Charles Wesley, 170S-88. 



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Always with lis, always with us— 

Words of cheer and' words of love; 
Thus the risen Saviour whispers, 

From His dwelling-place above. 

2 With us when we toil in sadness, 
Sowing much and reaping none; 

Telling us that in the future 
Golden harvests shall be won. 

3 With us when the storm is sweeping 
O'er our pathway dark and drear; 

Waking hope within our bosoms, 
Stilling every anxious fear. 

4 With us in the lonely valley, 
When we cross the chilling" stream— 

Lighting up the steps to glory 
With salvation's radiant beam. 

Edwin H. Xevin, b. 1814. 

257 Tune 16. 

Earthly joys no longer please us. 

Here would we renounce them all, 
Seek our only rest in Jesus, 

Him our Lord and Master call. 

2 Faith, our languid spirits cheering, 
Points to brighter worlds above, 

Bids us look for His appearing, 
Bids us triumph in His love. 

3 May our lights be always burning, 
And our loins be girded round, 

Waiting for our Lord's returning, 
Longing for the welcome sound. 

4 Thus the Christian life adorning, 
Never will we be afraid, 

Should He come at night or morning, 
Early dawn or evening shade. 

Charles Lawrence Ford. 

258 Tune 16. 

If our all on Christ we venture, 

And, while we on Him rely. 
On the hardest trials enter. 

Needful strength He will supply. 
2 Of our lives we will be careful, 

While reserved for His use; 
But, when He demands, unfearful 

Wealth and life for Jesus lose. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

259 Tune 16. 
Vainly, through night's weary hours, 

Keep we watch, lest foes alarm ; 
Vain our bulwarks, and our towers, 

But for God's protecting arm. 
2 Vain were all our toil and labor, 

Did not God that labor bless; 
Vain, without His grace and favor, 

Every talent we possess .. 



3 Vainer still the hope of heaven, 
That on human strength relies; 

But to him shall health be given, 
Who in humble faith applies. 

4 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed; 
He will grant us peace and rest; 

Ne'er was suppliant disappointed, 
Who thro' Christ his prayer add ressed. 
Harriet Auber, 1773-rafcL 

260 Tune 16. 

Cast thy bread upon the Maters, 
Thinking not 'tis thrown away : 

God Himself saith thou shalt gather 
It again some future day. 

2 Cast thy bread upon the waters; 
Wildly though the billows roll, 

They but aid thee as thou toilest 
Truth to spread from pole to pole. 

3 As the seed, by billows floated, 
To some distant island lone, 

So to human souls benighted, 
That thou flingest may be borne. 

4 Cast thy bread upon the waters; 
Why wilt thou still doubting stand? 

Bounteous shall God send the harvest, 
If thou sow'st with liberal hand. 

Phoebe A. Hanaford, 1S52. 

261 Tune 16. 

Hark, the hosts of heaven are singing 
v Praises "to their new-born Lord, 

Strains of sweetest music flinging, 
Not a note or word unheard. 

2 On this night, all nights excelling, 
God's high praises sounded forth, 

While the angels' songs were telling 
Of the Lord's mysterious birth. 

3 Through the darkness, < strangely 

splendid. 
Flashed the light on shepherds' eyes; 
As their lowly flock they tended, 
Came new tidings from the skies. 

4 All the hosts of heaven are chanting 
Sonars with power to stir and thrill, 

And the universe is panting 
Joy's deep longings to fulfill. 

5 On this day then through creation 
Let this glorious hymn ring out ; 

Let men hail the great salvation, 

"God with us," with song and shout. 
Edward Hayes Plumptre, b. 1821. 

262 Tune 16. 

Praise the Father, earth and heaven, 
Praise the Son, the Spirit praise; 
] As it was, and is, be given 
Glory through eternal days. 



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Jesus, by Thy Holy Spirit 

May we all' instructed be; 
Sanctify us by the merit 

Of Thy blest humanity. 

2 Grant that we may love Thee truly ; 
Lord, our thoughts and actions sway. 

And to every heart more fully . 
Thy atoning power display. 

3 Lead us so that we may honor 
Thee, the Lord our Righteousness, 

And bring fruit to Thee, the Donor 
Of all gospel-truth and grace. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

2u4 Tune 16. 

Saviour ! Who Thy flock art feeding 
With the shepherd's kindest care, 

All the feeble gently leading, 

While the lambs Thy bosom share; — 

2 Now, these little ones receiving, 
Fold them in Thy gracious arm ; 

There, we know, Thy Word believing, 
Only there, secure from harm. 

3 Never from Thy pasture roving, 
Let them be the lion's prey; 

Let Thy tenderness, so loving, 
Keep them all life's dangerous way. 

4 Then within Thy fold eternal, 
Let them find a resting-place, 

Feed in pastures ever vernal, 
Drink the rivers of Thy grace. 

William Augustus Muhlenberg, 1796-1871. 

dOO Tune 16. 

Hark ! the sound of holy voices, 
Chanting, at the crystal sea, 

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah, Lord,* to Thee: 

2 Multitude, which none can number, 
Like the stars in glory stands, 

Clothed in white apparel, holding 
Palms of victory in their hands. 

3 They have come from tribulation, 
And have washed their robes in blood, 

Washed them in the blood of Jesus; 
Tried they were and firm they stood ; 

4 Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tor- 

mented. 
Sawn asunder, slain with sword, 
They have conquered death and Satan 
By the might of Christ the Lord. 

5 Marching with Thy Cross their banner, 
They have triumphed following 

Thee, the Captain of salvation, 
Thee, their Saviour and their King ; 



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6 Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered; 
Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died ; 

And by death to life immortal 
They were born and glorified. 

7 Xow they reign in heavenly glory, 
Now they watk in golden light, 

Xow they drink, as from a river, 
Holy bliss and infinite ; 

8 Love and peace they taste for ever, 
And all truth and knowledge see 

In the beatific vision 
Of the Blessed Trinity. 

Christopher W v ordsworth , 1807-85. 

266 Tune 16 . 

Friend of sinners ! Lord of glory ! 

Lowly, Mighty! Brother.^King! 
Musing O'er Thy wondrous story, 

Fain would I Thy praises sing 

2 Friend to help us, comfort, save us, 
In Whom power and pity blend, 

Praise we must the grace which gave us 
Jesus Christ, the sinner's Friend. 

3 Friend Who never fails nor grieves 
Faithful, tender, constant, kind ! [us, 

Friend Who at all times receives us, 
Friend Who came the lost to find. 

4 Sorrow soothing, joys enhancing, 
Loving until life shall end, 

Then conferring bliss entrancing, 
Still in heaven the sinner's Friend. 

5 Oh, to love and serve Thee better ! 
From all evil set us free ; 

Break. Lord, every sinful fetter, 
Be each thought conformed to Thee. 
Newman Hall, b. Isl6. 

AO ( Tune 16. 

Dread Jehovah ! God of nations ! 

From Thy temple in the skies 
Hear Thy people's supplications; 

Now for their deliverance rise. 

2 Though our sins, our hearts confound- 
Long and loud for vengeance call, [ing, 

Thou hast mercy more abounding; 
Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 

3 Let that love veil our trangression, 
Let that blood our guilt efface ; 

Save Thy people from oppression, 
Save from spoil Thy holy place. 

4 Lo! with deep contrition turning, 
Humbly at Thy feet we bend ; 

Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning; 
Hear us, spare us, and defend. 

Thomas Cotterill, 1779-1823. 



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Lord, I hear of showers of blessing, 
Thou art scattering full and free : 

Showers the thirsty land refreshing; 
Let some droppings fall on me. 

2 Pass me not, O gracious Father; 
Sinful though my heart mav be; 

Thou mightst leave me, but the rather 
Let Thy mercy light on me. 

3 Pass me not, O gracious Saviour; 
Let me love and cling to Thee; 

I am longing for Thy favor, 
Whilst Thou'rt calling, oh, call me. 

4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit ; 
Thou canst make the blind to see; 

Witnesser of Jesus' merit, 
Speak the word of power to me. 

5 Have I long in sin been sleeping — 
Long been slighting, grieving Thee? 

Has the world my heart been keeping? 
Oh, forgive and rescue me. 

6 Love of God, so pure and changeless; 
Blood of Christ, so rich and free; 

ST. SYLVESTER. (8, 7, 8, 7, Trochaic.) 

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Grace of God, so strong and boundless, 

Magnify it all in me. 
7 Pass me not, but, pardon bringing, 

Bind my heart. O Lord, to Thee; 
While the streams of life are springing, 

Blessing others, oh, bless me. 

Elizabeth Codner, c. 1860. 

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Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult 

Of our life's wild, restless sea ; 
Day by day His sweet voice soundeth, 

Saying, "Christian, follow Me!" 

2 Jesus calls us from the worship 
Of the vain world's golden store; 

From each idol that would keep us, 
Saying, "Christian, love Me more!" 

3 In our. joys and in our sorrows, 
Days of toil and hours of ease, 

Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, 
"Christian, love Me more than these !" 

4 Jesus calls us ! By Thy mercies, 
Saviour, may we hear Thy call; 

Give our hearts to Thy obedience, 
Serve and love Thee best of all ! 

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Days and moments quickly flying 
Blend the living with the dead ; 

Soon shall we who sing be lying, 
Each within our narrow bed. 

2 Soon our souls to God who gave them 
Will have sped their rapid flight ; 

Able now by grace to save them, 
Oh, that while we can we might ! 



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3 Jesus,Infinite Redeemer, 
Maker of this mighty frame; 

Teach, oh, teach us to remember 
What we are, and whence we came ;— 

4 Whence we came, and whither wend- 

ing; 
Soon we must through darkness go, 
To inherit bliss unending, 
Or eternity of woe. 

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£ • 1 Tune 16. 

Hear my prayer, O Heavenly Father, 

Ere I lay me down to sleep : 
Bid Thine angels, pure and holy, 

Round my bed their vigil keep. 

2 Great my sins are, but Thy mercy 
Far outweighs them every one ; 

Down before Thy cross I cast them, 
Trusting in Thy help alone. 

3 Xnne shall measure out Thy patience 
By the span of human thought; 

None shall bound the tender mercies 
Whieh Thy holy Son has brought. 

4 Pardon all my past transgressions ; 
Give me strength for days to come ; 

Guide and guard' me with Thy blessing, 
Till Thine angels bid me home. 

Harriet Parr, 1856. 



^ • ^ Tune 16. 

Gracious Saviour, thus before Thee 
With our varied want and care, 

For a blessing we implore Thee ; 
Listen to our evening prayer ! 

2 By Thy favor safely living, 
With a grateful heart we raise 

Songs of jubilant thanksgiving: 
Listen to our evening praise. 

3 Thro' the dav, Lord, Thou hast given 
Strength sufficient for our need; 

Cheered us with sweet hopes of heaven, 
Helped and comforted indeed. 

4 Lord, we thank Thee, and adore 
For the solace of Thy love ; [Thee, 

And rejoicing thus before Thee, 
Wait Thy blessing from above! 

Henry Bateman. 



SICILIAN MARINER'S HYMN. (.8, 7, 8, 7, Trochaic.) 




2 '3 Tune le 

Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me; 

Bless Thy feeble lamb to-night ; 
Through the darkness be Thou near 

Keep me safe till morning light, [me ; 

2 All this dav Thv hand has led me, 
And I thank Thee for Thy 'care : 

Kindly Thou hast clothed me, fed me, — 
Listen to my evening prayer. 

3 May my sins be all forgiven, 
Bless the friends I love so well ; 

Take me, when I die. to heaven, 
Happy there with Thee to dwell. 

Mary Lundie Duncan, 1814-^0. 

274 Tune ie. 

Hark ! what mean those holy voices, 
Sweetly sounding through the skies? 
Lo! th' angelic host rejoices, 
Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 

2 Hear them tell the wondrous story, 
Hear them chant in hymns of joy; — 
"Glory in the highest, glory! 
Glory be to God most high! 

3 "Peace on earth, good-will from 
Reaching far as man is found: [heaven, 



Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven! — 
Loud our golden harp shall sound. 

4 "Christ is born, the great Anointed; 
Heaven and earth His praises sing ! 

O receive Whom God appointed 
For your Prophet, Priest and King ! 

5 " Haste, ye mortals to adore Him ; 
Learn His Name, and taste His joy ; 
Till in heaven ye sing before Him, — 
Glory be to God most his:h ! " 

John Cawood, 1775-1852. 
^*0 Tune 16. 

Lord ! in love and mercy save us, 
For our trust is all in Thee ; 

In that cleansing Fountain lave us, 
Which alone can make us free ! 

2 Weary, life's rough billows breasting, 
Through the long, lone, dismal night, 

Grant that calmly, on Thee resting, 
We may wait for morning light. 

3 Lord ! we pray, and know Thou hear- 
For Thy promises are true : [est, 

Grant the heart-wish that is dearest ; 
He Who knows can also do ! 

Andrew J. Symington, 1869. 



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Christ the Lord, the Lord most glo- 
rious, 
Now is born ; O shout aloud ! 
Man by Him is made victorious: 
Praise' your Saviour, hail your God ! 

2 Praise the Lord, for on us shineth 
Christ, the Sun of righteousness; 



GREGOR'S 20TH METRE. 
Jesu, Deiner zu gedenken. 



He to us in love inelineth, 

Cheers our souls with pardoning grace. 

3 Praise the Lord, Whose saving splen- 
Shines into the darkest night; [dor 
O what praises shall we render 

For this never-ceasing light. 

4 Praise the Lord, God our Salvation, 
Praise Him Who retrieved our loss ; 
Sing with awe, and love's sensation, 
" Hallelujah ! God with us ! " 

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Jesus, at Thine invitation 
Draw we ni2;h with supplication; 
Thou Who hast Thy table spread, 
With Thyself may we be fed. 
2 Be Thy Cross our meditation ; 
Be Thy Name our consolation ; 
While Thy death we call to mind, 
May we here its blessings find. 



3 Here in all revive contrition ; 
Here renew to all remission ; 
Here increase our love of Thee, 
Let us Thy salvation see. 

4 Visit us, O Bread of heaven ; 
Life from Thee to us be given, 
Life divine that never ends, 
That from Thee alone descends. 

Arthur Tozer Russell, 1806-74. 



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The Saviour's blood and righteousness 
My beauty is, my glorious dress ; 
Thus well arrayed, I need not fear, 
When in His presence I appear. 

2 The holy, spotless Lamb of God, 
Who freely gave His life and blood, 
For all my numerous sins to atone, 
I for my Lord and Saviour own. 

3 In Him I trust for evermore ; 

He hath expunged the dreadful score 
Of all my guilt ; this done away, 
I need not fear the judgment-day. 

4 Therefore my Saviour's blood and 

death 
Are here the substance of my faith ; 
And shall remain, when I'm called 
My only hope and confidence, [hence, 

5 For should I e'er so faithful prove, 
Serve my kind Lord with zeal and love, 
And spend my life for Him I serve, 
Nor e'er from His commandments 

swerve ; 

6 Yet when my Saviour I shall see, 
Then shall I have this only ple*a: 

" Here is a sinner, who would fain 
Through the Lamb's ransom entrance 
gain." 

7 Thus Abraham was saved by grace, 
Believing in Christ's righteousness ; 
And all the ransomed saints in light 
In this blest song of praise unite : 

8 "All glory, power and might pertain 
L T nt© the Lamb, for He was slain, 
And hath redeemed us by His blood, 
And made us kings and priests to God." 

9 While here on earth I still remain, 
This doctrine firmly I'll maintain; 
And, both in word and deed, proclaim 
The power of Jesus' saving Name. 

10 Lord Jesus Christ, all praise to Thee, 
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Hast an eternal ransom paid. 

11 O King of glory, Christ the Lord, 
God's only Son, Eternal Word, 

Let all the world Thy mercy see, 
And bless those who believe in Thee. 

12 Thy incarnation, wounds, and death 

1 will confess while I have breath, 
Till I shall see Thee face to face, 
Arraved with Thv righteousness. 

St. 1, Paul Eber, 1511-69; St. 2-12,Zinzendorf, 
1700-60. 

^ •" Tune 22. 

The Cross, the Cross, oh, that's my gain, 
Because on that the Lamb was slain; 
'T was there my Lord was crucified, 
'Twas there my Saviour for me died. 

2 The stony heart dissolves in tears 
When to our view the Cross appears ; 
Christ's dying love, when truly felt, 
The vilest, hardest heart doth melt. 

3 Here will I stay, and gaze awhile 
Upon the Friend'of sinners vile ; 
Abased I view what I have done 
To God's eternal, gracious Son. 

4 Here I behold, as in a glass,* 
God's glory, with unveiled face; 
And, by beholding, I shall be 
Made like to Him who loved me. 

5 Here is an Ensign on a hill, 
Come hither, sinners, look your fill; 
To look aside is pain and loss: 

I glory only in the Cross. 

6 Here doth the Lord of life proclaim 
To all the world His saving Name ; 
Repenting souls in Him believe ; 

Ye wounded, look on Him and live. 

7 No flaming sword doth guard the 

place, [grace ; 

The Cross of Christ proclaims free 
All pilgrims who would heaven win, 
By Jesus' Cross must enter in. 

Clare Taylor, d. 1778. 



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O Christ! our King, Creator, Lord! 
Saviour of ali who trust Thy word, 
To them Avho seek Thee ever near, 
Now to our praises bend Thine ear. 

2 In Thy dear Cross a grace is found, 
It flows from every streaming wound, 
Whose power our inbred siu controls, 
Breaks the firm bond, and frees our 

souls. 

3 Thou didst create the stars of night, 
Yet Thou hast veiled in flesh Thy light, 
Hast deigned a mortal form to wear, 

A mortal's painful lot to bear. 

4 When Thou didst hang upon the Tree, 
The quaking earth acknowledged Thee, 
When Thou didst there yield up Thy 

breath, 
The world grew dark as shades of death. 

5 Now in the Father's glory high, 
Great Conqueror ! never more to die, 
Us by Thy mighty power defend, 
And reign through ages without end. 

Gregory the Great, 540-604 ; Ray Palmer, 
tr., b. 1808. 

fiOl Tune 22. 

Attend, O Saviour, to our prayer; 
All things by Thy appointment are ; 
We Thee confess "the sovereign Lord, 
Thy Name be everywhere adored. 

2 Thou Who on earth the sick didst heal, 
And to the poor Thy love reveal, 

Oh comfort, by a look from Thee, 
All who are now in misery. 

3 Nearer and nearer draw us still ; 
Might all but know Thy holy will; 
Subdue all pride and stubbornness, 
O Lord, by Thy prevailing grace. 

4 Preserve by Thy almighty aid 
Those who have Thee their refuge made ; 
Grant that, in all things free from blame, 
In meekness thev may praise Th vName. 

John Gambold, 1711-71. 

AoA Tune 22. 

When shall Thine hour, dear Jesus, 
come, [home ? 

That Israel's sons shall be brought 
When sffall they in Thy Name confide, 
Whom once their fathers crucified ? 

2 When shall that hour of grace appear, 
That rends their vail as Christ draws 

near? 
When shall they feel what Thomas felt, 
When 'fore His wounded side he knelt. 

3 Then, Father, all Thy family 
Shall in Thy house assembled" be, 
And bless the Lamb Who once was slain , 
Come soon, Lord Jesus, come: Amen. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

283 Tune 22. 

There's but a small beginning made, 
The earth is still o'ercast with shade: 
Break forth Thou Sun of righteousness, 
With healing beams the nations bless. 



Thy dying love and precious Name, 
Support Thy servants' weakness, Lord, 
By Thy blest Spirit, grace, and word. 

3 Lord of the harvest, laborers send, 
Who willing are their lives to spend 
In scorching heat and chilling cold, 
To bring the heathen to Thy fold. 

4 When all our labor here is o'er, 
And when our light shall burn no more, 
When our endeavors have an end, 
Then let our souls to Thee ascend. 

Matthew Stach, 1711-87. 
^°4 Tune 22. 

Christ is the Vine, we branches are; 
Without Him Ave no fruit can bear; 
For of ourselves Ave can not grow, 
He must both power and life bestOAv. 
2 Lord, Thou hast chosen us, that Ave 
Should bear Avell-pleasing fruit to Thee : 
Oh, make us fruitful to Thy praise; 
Preserve us from all barrenness. 

John Nitschmann, jr., 1712-83. 

^OO Tune 22. 

As long as Jesus Lord remains, 
Each day neAV rising glory gains ; 
It Avas, it is, and Avill be so 
With His Church Militant below. 

2 Our only stay is Jesus' grace, 
In every time and every place; 

And Jesus' blood-bought righteousness 
Remains His Church's glorious dress. 

3 All self-dependence is but vain, 
Christ doth our Corner-stone remain, 
Our Rock Which Avill unshaken stay, 
When heaA r en and earth are tied aAvay. 

4 He is and shall remain our Lord, 
Our confidence is in His word ; 
And, Avhile our Jesus reigns above, 
His Church will more than conqueror 

prove. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 
28o Tune 22. 

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, 
The loA'e of God, so highly prized, 
The Holy Ghost's communion be 
With all of us most sensiblv. 

Johannes de Watteville, 1718-88. 

287 Tune 22. 

With heart and hand you now Ave oAvn ; 
The Lord, to Whom your heart is 

known, 
Cause your Avhole walk 'mong us to be 
His joy and your felicity. 
2 The God of peace you sanctify, 
With us to yield Him praise and joy ; 
That spirit, "soul, and body may 
Be blameless till His perfect day. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

288 Tune 22. 

Round Tabor heavenly glories shone, 
But what on Olivet Avas done, 
What signalized Mount Calvary, 
Calls forth my praise, 't was done for me, 
Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



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Maker of all things, Lord our God, 

Now veiled in feeble flesh and blood, 

To reconcile and set us free 

From endless woe and misery ; 

2 What heights, what depths of love 

divine, 
In Thy blest incarnation shine ! 
Let heaven and earth unite their lays, 
To magnify Thy boundless grace. 

Anon. 

4&V Tune 22. 

A little Child the Saviour came, 
The mighty God was still His Name, 
And angels worshiped'', as He lay 
The seeming infant of a day. 

2 He Who, a little Child, began 
The life divine to show to man, 
Proclaims from heaven the message 
" Let little children come to me." [free, 

3 We bring them, Lord, and with the 

sign 
Of sprinkled water name them Thine : 
Their souls with saving grace endow, 
Baptize them with Thy Spirit now. 

4 Oh give Thine angels charge, good 

Lord . 
Them safely in Thy way to guard ; 
Thy blessing on their lives command, 
And write their names upon Thy hand. 

5 O Thou Who by an infant's tongue 
Dost hear Thy perfect glory sung, 
May these with all the heavenly host 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

William Robertson, d., 1743. 

«^"1 Tune 22. 

Good news from heav'n the angels bring, 
Glad tidings to the earth they sing : 
To us this day a Child is given, 
To crown us with the joy of heaven. 
2 This is the Christ, our God and Lord, 
Who in all need shall aid afford ; 



He will Himself our Saviour be, 
From all our sins to set us free. 

3 To us that blessedness He brings, 
Which from the Father's bounty 

springs: 
That in the heavenly realm we may 
With Him enjoy eternal day. 

4 All hail, Thou noble Guest, this morn, 
Whose love did not the sinner scorn : 
In my distress Thou eom'st to me ; 
What thanks shall I return to Thee? 

5 Ah, dearest Jesus, Holy Child, 
Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled, 
Within my heart, that it may be 
A quiet chamber kept for Thee. 

6 Praise God upon His heavenly throne, 
Who gave to us His only Son : 

For this His hosts, on joyful wing, 
A blest new vear of mercv sing. 

Martin Luther, 1483-1546 ; Arthur Tozer 
Russell, tr., 1S06-74. 

2i&2i Tune 22. 

Rejoice, our nature Christ assumes ; 
Born of a virgin, lo, He comes, 
As a Messiah fore-ordained: 
Adore and wonder, every land. 

2 He left His bright, His glorious 

throne, [down; 

He bowed the heavens, to earth came 
And thus His wondrous race began, 
As God with God and Man with man. 

3 Behold a great, a heavenly light, 
From Bethlehem's manger shining 

bright, 
Around those who in darkness dwell, 
The night of evil to dispel. 

4 Incarnate God, exert Thy power ; 
Arise, Thou glorious Conqueror: 
Subdue sin, death, and every foe, 
Erect Thy Kingdom here below. 

Ambrose of Milan, c. 380; Martin Luther, tr., 
1483-1546; John Gambold, tr., 1711-71. 



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Still we are guarded by our God; 
By His incessant bounty fed, 

By His unerring counsel led. 

3 In scenes exalted or depressed, 

Be Thou our Joy, and Thou our Rest; 
Thy goodness ail our hope shall raise, 
Adored through all our changing days. 

4 When death shall interrupt our songs, 
And seal in silence mortal tongues, 
Oh, may Thy praise our lips employ 
In the eternal world of jov.. 

Philip Doddridge, 1702-51. 

«^"t> Tune 22. 

To Thee, Lord Christ, all praise be given, 
For Thy ascending up to heaven : 
Support us while on earth we stay, 
And lead us in the narrow way. 

2 Though seated on ThyFather's throne, 
Thou ne'er wilt cease Thy flock to own, 
But always in their midst appear, 
When in Thy Name assembled here. 

3 For us to heaven Thou didst ascend, 
To plead our cause, and to attend 

To all our wants, yea, to prepare 
A place for us, Thy bliss to share. 

4 At parting from Thy little fold, 
Thy second coming was foretold ; 
Therefore we wait with eagerness, 
Lord Jesus, to behold Thv face. 

John Sw'ertner, 1746-1813. 

<^y » Tune 22. 

To Thee be glory, honor, praise, 
Jesus, Redeemer, Saviour, King ! 

Inspired with joy at Thine approach, 
Thy children loud hosannas sing. 

2 Hail, Israel's King ! hail, David's Son ! 

Hail, Thou That in Jehovah's Name 
Didst come Thy people to redeem, 

And comest now Thy crown to claim ! 



^y*J Tune 22. 

Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, 
And sing Thy great Redeemer's praise, 
He justly claims a song from thee, — 
His loving-kindness, oh, how free ! 

2 He saw me ruined in the fall, 
Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; 
He saved me from my lost estate, — 
His loving-kindness^ok, how great; 

3 When trouble like a gloomy cloud, 
Has gathered thick, and thundered loud, 
He near my soul has always stood, — 
His loving-kindness, oh, how good! 

4 Often I feel my sinful heart 
Prone from my Saviour to depart; 
But though I oft have Him forgot, 
His loving-kindness changes not. 

Samuel Medley, 173S-99. 

<^y^ Tune 22. 

The Saviour lives, no more to die ; 
He lives, the Lord enthroned on high; 
He lives, triumphant o'er the grave; 
He lives eternally to save. 

2 He lives, to still His servants' fears ; 
He lives to wipe away their tears ; 

He lives, their mansions to prepare ; 
He lives, to bring them safely there. 

3 Ye mourning souls, dry up your tears; 
Dismiss your gloomy doubts and fears; 
With cheerful hope your hearts revive, 
For Christ, the Lord, is yet alive. 

4 His saints He loves and never leaves ; 
The contrite sinner He receives; 
Abundant grace will He afford, 

Till all are present with the Lord. 

Samuel Medley, 1738-99. 

<2&0 Tune 22. 

Great God ! we sing that mighty hand, 
By which supported still we stand ; 
The opening year Thy mercy shows; 
Let mercy crown it till it close. 



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They met Thee "with triumphal palms ; 
Now. for Thy glad return we watch 
With longing prayers, and vows, and 

psalms. 

4 Then, from the shouts of fickle joy 
Thou passedst to Thy Cross, Thy grave ; 
Now, from the dawn of endless day, 
We welcome Him That comes to save. 

Theodulph of Orleans, d. 821. 

298 Tune 22 

O Christ, our true and only Light, 
Illumine those who sit in night ; 
Let those alar now hear Thy voice, 
And in Thy fold with us rejoice. 

2 Fill with the radiance of Thy grace 
The souls now lost in error's maze, 
And all, O Lord, whose secret minds, 
Some dark delusion hurts and blinds. 

3 And all who else have straved from 
Oh, gently seek ! Thy healing be [Thee, 
To every wounded conscience given, 
And let them also share Thy heaven. 

4 Oh, make the deaf to hear Thy word, 
And teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord, 
Who dare not yet the faith avow. 
Though secretly they hold it now. 

5 Shine on the darkened and the cold, 
Recall the wanderers to Thy fold, 
Unite those now who walk apart, 
Confirm the weak and doubting heart. 

6 So they with us may evermore [adore, 
Such grace with wondering thanks 
And endless praise to Thee be given, 
By all Thy Church in earth and heaven. 

Johann Herrmann, 1585-1649 ; 
Catherine Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

God of mv life, on Thee I call, 
Afflicted at Thy feet I fall ; 
When the great water-floods prevail, 
Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 



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2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, 
Where should I lodge my deep com- 
plaint? 

Where but with Thee, Whose open door 
Invites the helpless and the poor? 

3 Did ever mourner plead with Thee, 
And Thou refuse that mourner's plea? 
Doth not the word still fixed remain, 
That none shall seek Thy face in vain? 

4 That were a grief I could not bear, 
Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer ; 
But a prayer-hearing, answering God, 
Supports me under every load, 

William Cowper, 1731-1800. 
300 Tune 22 

On Thee, our Guardian, God. we call ; 
Before Thy throne of grace we fall ; 
And is there no deliverance there? 
And must we perish in despair? 

2 See. we repent, we weep, we mourn ; 
To our forsaken God return; 

Oh, spare our guilty countrv, spare 
The Church which Thou hast planted 
here. 

3 We plead Thy grace, indulgent God; 
We plead Thy Son's atoning blood ; 
We plead Thy gracious promises ; 
And are they unavailing pleas? 

Samuel Davies, 1724-61. 
^01 Tune 2 2 

O God of heaven and earth, arise, 
And hear our loud united cries ; 
Behold us bow before Thy face, Tgrace. 
Throughout our land, and seek Thy 

2 Our trust is not in mortal hosts, 
Nor in the arms that guard our coasts ; 
Thine is the land, and Thine the main, 
And human force and skill are vain. 

3 Our guilt might draw Tlw vengeance 
On every shore, on every town ; |down 
But view us, Lord, with pitying eye, 
And lav Thy lifted thunder by, 

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All people that on earth do dwell, 
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice: 

Him serve with mirth, His praise forth 
Come ye before Him and rejoice, [tell, 

2 Know that the Lord is God indeed ; 
Without our aid He did us make: 

We are His flock, He doth us feed, 
And for His sheep He doth us take. 

3 Oh, enter then His gates with praise, 
Approach with joy His courts unto: 

Praise, laud, and bless His Name always, 
For it is seemly so to do. 

4 For why? the Lord our God is good, 
His mercy is for ever sure ; 

His truth at all times firmly stood, 
And shall from age to age endure. 

William Kethe, c. 1562. 

oOo Tune 22. 

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
Doth his successive journeys run; 
His Kingdom stretch from shore to 

shore, 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

2 For Him shall endless prayer be made, 
All praises throng to crown His head; 
His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

3 People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on His love with sweetest song, 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on His Name. 

4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns, 
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, 
The weary find eternal rest, 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

5 Let every creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honors to our King : 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat a loud Amen. 



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OvJ4 Tune 22. 

Give to our God immortal praise; 
Mercy and truth are all His wa}^s; 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat His mercies in your song. 

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, 
The King of kings with glory crown; 
His mercies ever shall endure, [more. 
When earth-born powers are known no 

3 He built the earth, He spread the sky, 
And fixed the starry lights on high; 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat His mercies in your song. 

4 He fills the sun with morning light, 
He bids the moon direct the night; 
His mercies ever shall endure, [more. 
When suns and moons shall shine no 

5 He sent His Son with power to save 
From guilt, from darkness, and the 
Wonders of grace to God belong, [grave; 
Repeat His mercies in your song. 

6 Through this vain world He guides 

our feet, 
And leads us to His heavenly seat; 
His mercies ever shall endure, 
When this vain world shall be no more. 
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

uUt) Tune 22. 

Command Thy blessing from above, 
O God, on all assembled here : 
Behold us with a Father" s love, 
While we look up with filial fear. 

2 Command Thy blessing, Jesus, Lord, r 
May we Thy true disciples be. 

Speak to each heart Thy mighty word: 
Say to the weakest, Follow Me. 

3 Command Thy blessing in this hour, 
Spirit of truth, and fill the place 
With wounding and with healing power, 
With quickening and confirming grace. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 



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306 Tune 22. 

This stone to Thee in faith we lay, 
We build the temple, Lord, to Thee ; 

Thine eye be open night and day, 
To guard this house and sanctuary. 

2 Here, when Thy people seek Thy face, 
And dying sinners pray to live, 

Hear Thou, in heaven, Thy dwelling- 
place, 
And when Thou hearest, oh, forgive. 

3 Here, when Thy messengers proclaim 
The blessed gospel of Thy Son, 

Still, by the power of His great Name, 
Be mighty signs and wonders done. 

4 Hosanna to their Heavenly King; 
When children* s voices raise that song, 

Hosanna, let their angels sing, [long. 
And heaven with earth the strain pro- 

5 But will indeed Jehovah deign 
Here to abide, no transient Guest? 

Here will the world's Redeemer reign, 
And here the Holy Spirit rest? 

6 That glory never hence depart ! 

Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone ; 
Thy Kingdom come to every heart, 
In every bosom fix Thy throne. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

307 Tune 22. 

Great God of nations, now to Thee, 
Our hymn of gratitude we raise ; 
That Thou hast made this nation free, 
We offer Thee our song of praise. 

2 Thy Name we bless. Almighty God, 
For all the kindness Thou hast shown 
To this fair land, by pilgrims trod, 
This land we fondly call our own. 

3 We praise Thee, that the gospel's light 
Through all our land its radiance sheds, 
JJispels the shades of errors night, 
And heavenly blessings round us 

spreads. Alfred A. Woodhull, 1S10-36. 
3UO Tune 22. 

Be present at our table, Lord ; 
Be here and everywhere adored ; 
From Thy all-bounteous hand our food 
May we receive with gratitude. 
2 We humbly thank Thee, Lord our 
For all Thy gifts on us bestowed ; [God, 
And pray Thee, graciously to grant 
The food which day by daV we want. 
John Cennick, 1718-55. 

ouc) Tune 22. 

Praise God, from Whom all blessings 

flow ; 
Praise Him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, "and Holy Ghost. 

310 

O Holy Father, Holy Son, 
And Holy Spirit, Three in One; 
Thy grace devoutly we implore, 
Thy Name be praised for evermore. 
R. W. Kyle, 1771. 



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Tune 22. 



«J" Tune 22. 

Fatherof heaven ! Whose love profound 
A ransom for our souls hath found, 
Before Thy throne we sinners bend ; 
To us Thy pardoning love extend. 

2 Almighty Son— Incarnate Word — 
Our Prophet, Priest. Redeemer, Lord! 
Before Thy throne we sinners bend; 
To us Thy saving grace extend. 

3 Eternal Spirit! by Whose breath 
The soul is raised from sin and death, 
Before Thy throne we sinners bend ; 
To us Thy quickening power extend. 

4 Jehovah ! — Father, Spirit, Son !— 
Mysterious Godhead — Three in One ! 
Before Thy throne we sinners bend ; 
Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 

John Cooper, 1810. 

ol<2 Tune 22. 

Before Jehovah's awful throne. 

Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; 
Know that the Lord is God alone : 

He can create and He destroy. 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 

And when like wandering sheep we 
strayed, 
He brought us to His fold again. 

3 Enter His gates with thankful songs, 
And in His courts your voices raise: 

Let earth with her ten thousand 

tongues, [praise. 

Sound forth, Almighty Lord, Thy 

4 Wide as the earth is Thy command, 
Vast as eternit}' Thy love, 

Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand, 
When rolling years shall cease to 
move. Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

»jlo Tune 22. 

Great God, as seasons disappear, 
And changes mark the rolling year. 
Thy favor still has crowned our days, 
And we would celebrate Thy praise/ 

2 The harvest-song would we repeat, 
Thou givest us the finest wheat : 
The joys of harvest we have known ; 
The praise, O Lord, is all Thine own. 

3 Our table spread, our garners stored, 
Oh, give us hearts to bless Thee, Lord ! 
Forbid it, Source of light and love, 
That hearts and lives should barren 

prove. Edmund Butcher, 1757-1822. 

Olrfc Tune 22. 

From all that dwell below the skies 
Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
Let the Redeemer's Name be sung 
Through every land, by every tongue. 
2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ; 
Eternal truth attends Thy Word ; 
Thy praise shall sound from shore to 

shore, 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 



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The word of God which ne'er shall cease, 
Proclaims free pardon, grace and peace, 
Salvation shows in Christ alone, 
The perfect will of God makes known. 

2 Since fallen man, weak and impure, 
Can not God*s awful voice endure, 

It pleased the Lord, by men to give 
His word to us, that we might live. 

3 This holy word exposes sin, 
Convinces us that we're unclean, 
Points out the wretched, ruined state 
Of all mankind, both small and great. 

4 It then reveals God's boundless grace, 
Which justifies our sinful race, 

And gives eternal life to all 
Who will accept the gospel call. 

5 It gently heals the broken heart, 
And heavenly riches doth impart, 
Unfolds redemption's wondrous plan, 
Through Christ's atoning death for man. 

6 It gathers God's elected flock, 
Beneath the shade of Christ, the Rock, 
With living truth each soul supplies, 
Reproves, directs and sanctifies. 

7 It keeps our faith in Jesus sound, 
That we in all good works abound, 
And,as joint-heirs with Christ, our Lord, 
We once may share the blest reward. 

8 O God, in Whom our trust we place, 
We thank Thee for Thy word of grace; 
Help us its precepts toobe\ r , 

Till we shall live in endless dav. 
Bohemian Brethren ; L. F. Kampmann, tr., 1876. 

—? Tune 22. 

Thy presence, gracious God, afford, 
Prepare us to receive Thy word; 
Now let Thy voice engage our ear, 
And faith be mixed with what we hear. 
2 Distracting thoughts and cares re- 
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And satisfied with living bread. 

3 To each Thy sacred word apply, 
With sovereign power and energy; 
And may we, in Thy faith and fear, 
Reduce to practice what we hear. 

4 Father, in us Thy Son reveal; 
Teach us to know and do Thy will ; 
Thy saving power and love display, 
And guide us to the realms of day. 

John Fawcett, 1739-1817. 
^1 ' Tune 22. 

Father of mercies! bow Thine ear, 
Attentive to our earnest prayer ; 
We plead for those who plead for Thee, 
Successful pleaders may they be ! 

2 How great their work, how vast their 

charge ! 
Do Thou their anxious souls enlarge ; 
To them Thy sacred truth reveal, 
Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 

3 Teach them aright to sow the seed. 
Teach them Thy chosen flock to feed, 
Teach them immortal souls to gain, 
Nor let them labor, Lord, in vain. 

4 Let thronging multitudes around 
Hear from their lips the joyful sound, 
In humble strains Thy grace adore, 
And feel Thy new-creating power. 

Benjamin Beddome, 1717-95. 

31o Tune 22. 

On Jordan's banks the Baptist's cry 
Announces that the Lord is nigh : 
Come near and hearken, for he V) rings 
Glad tidings from the King of kings. 

2 Be purified each Christian breast 
And furnished for so great a guest: 
Yea, let us all our hearts prepare 
For Christ to come and enter there. 

3 For Thou art our Salvation, Lord, 
Our Refuge and our great Reward ; 
Without Thy grace our souls must fade, 

And wither like a flower decayed. 



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pour, 
And make us rise to fall no more : 
Upon Thy pardoned people shine. 
And till the world with grace divine. 
From the Latin. 

31& Tune 22. 

O wondrous type, O vision fair 
Of glory that "the Church shall share, 
Which Christ upon the mountain shows, 
Where brighter than the sun He glows ! 

2 From age to age the tale declare, 
How with the three disciples there, 
Where Moses and Elias meet, 

The Lord holds converse high and sweet. 

3 The law and prophets there have place, 
The chosen witnesses of grace; 

The Father's voice from out the cloud 
Proclaims His Only Son aloud. 

4 With shining face and bright array, 
Christ deigns to manifest to-day 
What glory shall be theirs above, 
Who joy in God with perfect love. 

5 O Father, with the Eternal Son, 
And Holy Spirit, ever One, 
Vouchsafe to bring us, by Thy grace, 
To see Thy glory face to face. . 

Sarum Breviarv, 15th Century ; John 
Mason jSTeale, tr., 1818-66. 

320 Tune 22. 

We sing to Thee, Immanuel, 
The Prince of life, salvation's Well, 
The Plant of heaven, the Star of morn, 
The Lord of lords, the Virgin-born. 

2 All glory, worship, thanks and praise! 
That Thou art come in these our days, 
Thou heavenly Guest, expected long, 
We hail Thee "with a joyful song. 

Paul Gerha'rdt, lti07-7.'i ; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

321 Tune 22. 
Lord Christ, reveal Thy holy face 
And send the Spirit of "Thy grace 

To fill our hearts with fervent zeal, 
To learn Thy truth, and do Thy will. 

2 Lord, lead us in Thy holy ways, 
And teach our lips to "tell Thy praise ; 
Revive our hope, our faith increase, 
To taste the sweetness of Thy grace: 

3 Till we with angels join to sing 
Eternal praise to Thee, our King ; 
Till we behold Thy face most bright, 
In joy and everlasting li°:ht. 

William, Duke of Weimar, 1598-1662. 

322 Tune 22 

With humble prayer, oh, may I read 
Whate'er shall to "my Saviour lead; 
Lord, send Thy Spirit to impart 
A wise and understanding heart. 
2 Be Thou my Teacher, Thou my Guide ; 
May all I read be well applied; 
My danger and my refuge show, 
And let me Thy salvation know. 

Anon. 



323 T une 22. 

Be present with Thy servants, Lord, 
We look to Thee with one accord ; 
Refresh and strengthen us anew, 
And bless what in Thy Name we do. 

2 O teach us all Thy perfect will 
To understand and"to fulfill ; 

When human insight fails, give light; 
This will direct our steps aright. 

3 The Lord's joy be our strength and 
In our employ from day to day ; i^tay, 
Our thoughts and our activity 
Through Jesus' merits hallowed be, 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 
32*± Tune 22. 

The royal banners forward go, 
The Cross shines forth in mystic glow ; 
Where He in flesh, our flesh Who made, 
Our sentence bore, our ransom paid. 

2 There, whilst He hung, His sacred side 
By soldier's spear was opened wide, 
To cleanse us in the precious flood 

Of water mingled with His blood. 

3 The truth that David learned to sing, 
Its deep fulfillment here attains: 

" Tell all the earth, the Lord is King ! " 
Lo, from the Cross, a King He reigns. 

4 Upon its arms, so widely flung, 

The weight of this world's ransom hung: 
The ransom He alone could pay, 
Despoiling Satan of his prey 
Venantius Fortunatus, f 609 ; Sts. 1, 2 and 4, John 

Mason Neale, tr., 1S18-66; St. 3 Elizabeth 

Charles, tr. 

320 Tune 22. 

In mercy, Lord, this grace bestow, 
That in Thy service we may do, 
With gladness and a willing mind, 
Whatever is for us assigned. 
2 Grant we, impelled by Thy love, 
In smallest things may faithful prove; 
Till we depart, we wish to be 
Devoted wholly unto Thee. 



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Tune 22. 



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Lord Jesus, may I constantly. 
Both day and night, be near "to Thee, 
Both when I close at night my eyes, 
And in the morn from sleep arise. 
2 Lord Jesus Christ, my Life and Light, 

1 wish to love Thee day and night; 
Preserve my steps and guide my ways, 
And let me "live unto Thv praise. 

Johannes de Watteville, 1718-88. 

32x1 Tune 22. 

Dismiss us with Thy blessing. Lord ! 
Help us to feed upon Thy word: 
All that has been amiss, forgive 
And let Thy truth within us live. 

2 Though we are guilty, Thou art good : 
Sprinkle our works with Jesus' blood: 
Give every fettered soul release, 

And bid us all depart in peace. 

Joseph Hart, 1712-68. 



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*3<^0 Tune 22. 

Though but a little child I am. 

Yet I may praise the slaughtered Lamb : 

He loveth children tenderly, 

He also loveth sinful me. 

2 Yes, gracious Saviour, I believe 
Thou wilt a little child receive; 
For Thou didst bless them formerly, 
And say, "Let children come to Me.' 

3 Lord Jesus, unto me impart 

A humble, meek, and docile heart; 
O cleanse me in Thy precious blood, 
Shed in my heart Thy love abroad. 

4 Save me from liking what is ill, 
Teach me to do Thy holy will ; 

Each day prepare me thro' Thy grace, 
To meet" Thee and behold Thy" face. 

John Cenriick, 1718-55. 

*J<^" Tune 22. 

My song shall bless the Lord of all, 
My praise ascend to His abode: 
Thee, Saviour, by that Name I call, 
The Great Supreme, the Mighty God. 

2 Without beginning or decline, 
Object of faith, and not of sense ; 
Eternal ages saw Him shine, 
He shines eternal ages hence. 

3 As much, when in the manger laid, 
Almighty Ruler of the sky, 

As when the six days' work He made 
Filled all the morning-stars with joy. 

4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, 
Salvation is His dearest claim ; [hears, 
That gracious sound well-pleased He 
And owns Immanuel for His Name. 

5 A cheerful confidence I feel, 

My well-placed hopes with joy I see; 
My bosom glows with heavenly zeal, 
To" worship Him Who died forme. 



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6 As man He pities my complaint ; 
His power and truth are all divine, 
He will not fail, He cannot faint, 
Salvation's sure, and must be mine. 

William Cowper, 1731-1800. 

330 Tune 22. 

Now to the Lord a noble song! 
Awake, my soul! awake, my tongue! 
Hosanna to the eternal Name ! 
And all His boundless love proclaim. 

2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, 
The brightest image of His grace; 
God, in the person of His Son, 

Has all His mightiest works outdone. 

3 Grace!— 'tis a sweet, a charming theme; 
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' Name; 
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound; 

Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground. 

4 Oh, may I reach that happy place, 
Where He unveils His lovely face, 
Where all His beauties you behold, 
And sing His Name to harps of grold. 

Isaac Watts. 1674-1748. 

«J*J± Tune 22. 

When I survey the wondrous Cross 
On which the Prince of glory died, 

My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord ! that I should boast, 
Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 

All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to His blood. 

3 See, from His head. His hands, His feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down; 

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet. 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small ; 

Love, so amazing, so divine, 
Demands mv soul, my life, mv all. 
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 



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332 Tune 22. 

What are those soul-reviving strains 
Which echo thus from Salem's plains? 
"What anthems loud, and louder still, 
Sweetly resound from Zion's hill? 

2 Lo, 'tis an infant chorus sings 
Hosanna to the King of kings ; 

The Saviour comes, and babes proclaim 
Salvation sent in Jesus' Xame. 

3 Xor these alone their voice shall raise, 
For we will join this song of praise ; 
Still Israel's children forward press, 
To hail the Lord their Righteousness. 

4 Messiah's name shall joy impart 
Alike to Jew and Gentile heart ; 
He bled for us, He bled for you, 
And we will sing Hosanna too. 

5 Proclaim hosannas. loud and clear; 
See David's Son and Lord appear; 
Glory and praise on earth be given, 
Hosanna in the highest heaven. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1S54. 

*3 V 3'3 Tune 22. 

And dost Thou sav, "Ask what thou 
wilt?" 
Lord. I would seize the golden hour ; 

1 pray to be released from guilt, 

And freed from sin, and Satan's power. 

2 More of Thy presence, Lord, impart, 
More of Thine image let me bear; 

Erect Thy throne within my heart, 
And reign without a rival there. 

3 Give me to read my pardon sealed, 
And from Thy joy to draw my 

strength. 
To have Thy boundless lov§ revealed, 
In all its height, and breadth, and 
length. 

4 Grant these requests, I ask no more, 
But to Thy care the rest resign, 

Living or dying, rich or poor. 
All shall be well, if Thou art mine. 

John Xewton, 1725-1S07. 
*3<3Q Tune 22. 

Come, let us sing the song of songs, 
With hearts and voices swell the strain, 
The homage which to Christ belongs; 
" Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain ! " 

2 Come, let us sing the song of songs, 
The saints in heaven began the strain, 
The homage which to Christ belongs; 

" Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain ! " 

3 Slain to redeem us by His blood, 
To cleanse from every sinful stain, 
And make us kings and priests to God; 
"Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain ! " 

4 To Him Who suffered on the Tree, 
Our souls, at His soul's price, to gain, 
Blessing, and praise, and glory be ; 

" Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain ! " 



5 To Him, enthroned by filial right, 
All power in heaven and' earth proclaim, 
Honor, and majesty, and might; 

•' Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain ! " 

6 Long as we live, and when we die, 
And while in heaven with Him we reign, 
This song, our song of songs shall be; 
11 Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain ! " 

James Montgomery. 1771-1854. 

000 Tune 22. 

1 love the Lord Who died for me, 
I love His grace, divine and free ; 

1 love the Scriptures, there I read, 
Christ loved me, and for me bled. 

2 I love His tears and sufferings great, 
I love His precious bloody sweat, 

I love His blood : were that not spilt, 
I could not have been freed from guilt. 

3 I love to hear that He was slain, 
I love His every grief and pain, 

I love to meditate by faith 
Upon His meritorious death. 

4 I love Mount Calvary, where His love 
Stronger than death itself did prove; 

I love to walk His dolorous way, 
I love the grave where Jesus lay. 

5 I love His people and their ways, 

I love with them to pray and praise; 
I love the Father and the Son, 

1 love the Spirit He sent down. 

6 I love to think the time will come, 
When I shall be with Him at home, 
And praise Him in eternity : 

Then shall my love completed be. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

OuD Tune 22. 

Come, worship at Immanuel's feet ; 
Behold in Him what wonders meet ; 
Words are too feeble to express 
His worth, His glory, or His grace. 

2 He is the Head : each member lives, 
And owns the vital power He gives; 
The saints below, and saints above, 
Joined by His Spirit and His love. 

3 He is the Vine; His heavenly Root 
Supplies each branch with life and fruit; 
Oh may a lasting union join 

My soul to Christ, the living Vine. 

4 He is the Rock ; how firm He proves ; 
The Rock of ages never moves ; 

But the sweet streams, that from Him 
Attend us all the desert through, [flow, 

5 He is the Sun of righteousness, 
Diffusing light, and joy, and peace; 
What healing in His beams appears, 
To chase our clouds and dry our tears. 

j 6 Yet faintly to us mortals here, 
His glory, grace, and worth appear; 
His beauties we shall clearly trace, 

i When we behold Him face to face. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

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*3«J « Tune 22. 

Lord Jesus, with Thy presence bless, 
By land and sea, Thy witnesses: 
In every danger them defend, 
In every trial prove their Friend. 

2 Oh may Thy word in Christendom 
Be blest, and "may Thy Kingdom come; 
And may Thy servants joyful bring 
New spoils, "each day, to Thee, their 

King. 

3 Thy thoughts of peace o'er us fulfill, 
Incline our hearts to do Thy will ; 
Thy gospel make more fully known, 
May all the world Thy goodness own. 

Johannes de Watteville, 1718-88. 
33o Tune 22. 

This ship we now commend to Thee, 

Thou God of providence and grace; 
Here may Thy presence ever dwell, 

To sanctify and bless the place. 

2 Lord, speed the vessel in its course ; 
Let winds and waves propitious be; 

Let Thy divine protection shield 
All whom we now commend to Thee. 

3 Hallowed to Thee be every heart : 
Instructed in Thy righteous will, 

Where'er they go, whate'er they do, 
In all, Thy great designs fulfill. 

4 O God of Bethel ! hear our prayer, 
And keep Thy servants to the end ; 

Then let us meet around Thy throne, 
A blest eternity to spend. 

Robert Fergusson, c. 1838. 

^<j9 Tune 22. 

Lord Jesus Christ, I humbly pray, 
Me with Thy righteousness array: 
In garments of salvation drest, 
I'm sure of endless joy and rest. 
2 Amen, Thou Sovereign God of love, 
Oh, grant, that when we hence remove, 
Our souls, redeemed with Thy blood, 
May find in Thee their sure abode. 

J. Pappus, 1546-1610. 



340 Tulle 22. 

How beauteous were the marks divine, 
That in Thy meekness used to shine, 
That lit Thy wondrous pathway, trod 
In wondrous love, O Son of God ! 

2 Oh, who like Thee so calm, so bright, 
So pure, so made to live in light? 

Oh, who like Thee did ever go 

So patient through a world of woe? 

3 Oh, who like Thee so humbly bore 
The scorn, the scoffs of men, before? 
So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, 
So glorious in humility? 

4 And death, which sets the pris'ner free, 
Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to Thee ; 
Yet love through all Thy torture glowed, 
And mercy with Thy life-blood flowed. 

5 Oh, in Thy light be mine to go, 
Illuming all my way of woe; ■ 
And give me ever on the road 

To trace Thy footsteps, Son of God ! 

Arthur Cleveland Coxe, b. 1818. 

«J^" Tune 22. 

Let me be with Thee, where Thou art, 
My Saviour, my eternal Rest; 

Then only will this longing heart 
Be fully and forever blest. 

2 Let me be with Thee, where Thou art, 
Thine unveiled glory to behold; 

Then only will this wandering heart 
Cease to be faithless, treacherous, cold. 

3 Let me be with Thee, where Thou art, 
Where spotless saints Thy Name 

Then only will this sinful heart [adore; 
Be evil and defiled no more. 

4 Let me be with Thee, where Thou art, 
Where none can die, where none re- 
move; 

Where life, nor death, my soul can part 
From Thy blest presence andThy love. 



Charlotte Elliott, 1789-1871. 



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342 Tune 22. 

Faith comes by hearing God's record 
Concerning Jesus Christ the Lord; 
The happy means, which heaven hath 
To bring us to the gospel-rest. [blest, 

2 The joyful sound is news of grace, 
Redemption of a fallen race, 
Through Jesus' righteousness divine, 
Which bright from faith to faith doth 

shine. 

3 The promise of immortal bliss 

* We have in Christ, our Righteousness ; 
By death our righteousness He bought: 
Faith pleads that right, but buys it not. 

4 True faith receives the offered good, 
And promise sealed with Jesus' blood; 
Faith gives no title to the bliss, 

But takes the Saviour's righteousness. 

PALMARUM. (L.M.) 



5 In the Redeemer, as my Head, 
The covenant is established. 
In Him the promises are, Yea, 
In Him, Amen, and not in me. 

Ralph Erskine, 1GS5-1752. 
343 Tune 22. 

Though I'm in body full of pain, 
My soul doth heavenly comfort gain; 
And death itself I need not dread, 
Since Jesus suffered in my stead. 

2 Yet one thing I will ask of Thee: 
Never, O Lord, forsake Thou me, 
But bless me often ; keep my mind 
Stayed on Thy help, to Thee resigned: 

3 Then I shall be supremely blest, 
Nor ask, though sick, to be released; 
I'll wait Thy time, Thy love I feel, 

I know Thou rulest all things well. 

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Ride on ! ride on in majesty, 
Hark ! all the tribes Hosanna cry; 
O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road 
With palms and scattered garments 
strewed. 

2 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
In lowly pomp ride on to die ; 

O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin 
O'er captive death and conquered sin. 

3 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
The winged armies of the sky 

Look down with sad and wondering 
To see the approaching sacrifice, [eyes, 

4 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
The last and fiercest strife is nigh ; 
The Father, on His sapphire throne, 
Expects His own anointed Son. 

5 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
In lowly pomp ride on to die; 
Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain, 
Then take, O God, Thy power, and reign. 

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Take up thy cross ! the Saviour said, 
If thou wouldst My disciple be: 

Take up thy cross with willing heart, 
And humbly follow after Me. 

2 Take up thy cross ! let not its weight 
Fill thy weak soul with vain alarm ; 

His strength shall bear thy spirit up, 
And brace thy heart and nerve thine 
arm. 

3 Take up thy cross! nor heed the shame, 
And let thy foolish pride be siill ; 

Thy Lord refused not e'en to die 
Upon a Cross, on Calvary's hill. 

4 Take up thy cross, then, in His 

strength, 
And calmly sin's wild deluge brave; 
'T will guide thee to a better home, 
It points to glory o'er the grave. 

5 Take up thy cross, and follow on, 
Nor think till death to lay it down ; 

For only he who bears the cross, 
May hope to wear the glorious crown ! 
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To God let all the human race 
Bring adoration, thanks, and praise; 
He makes His love and wisdom known 
By angels who surround His throne. 

2 The angels whom His breath inspires, 
His ministers, are flaming fires; 
With joy they in His service move, 

To bear His vengeance or His love. 

3 With gladness they obey His will, 
And all His purposes fulfill ; 

All those who Jesus' children are, 
Are special objects of their care. 

4 Our God defends us day by day, 
From many dangers in our way, 
By angels, who forever keep 

A watchful eye, when we're asleep. 

5 O Lord, we'll bless Thee all our days, 
Our souls shall glory in Thy grace; 
Thy praise shall dwell upon our tongues, 
All saints and angels join our songs. 

6 We pray Thee, let the heavenly host 
Be guardians of our land and coast ; 
Bid them watch o'er Thy flock of grace, 
That we may lead a life of peace. 

Pbilip Melanchtbon, 1497-1560. 
<347 Tune 22. 

We sing the praise of Him Who died, 
Of Him Who died upon the Cross; 

The sinner's hope let men deride, 
For this we count the world but loss. 

2 Inscribed upon the Cross we see 
In shining letters, "God is Love;" 

He bears our sins upon the Tree, 
He brings us mercy from above. 

3 The Cross ! it takes our guilt away ; 
It holds the fainting spirit up ; 

It cheers with hope the gloomy day, 
And sweetens every bitter cap ; 

4 It makes the coward spirit brave, 
And nerves the feeble arm for fight; 

It takes its terror from the grave, 
And gilds the bed of death with light ; 



5 The balm of life, the cure of woe, 
The measure and the pledge of love, 

The sinner's refuge here below, 

The angels' theme in Henven above. 
Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855. 

^^" Tune 22. 

O Christ! with each returning morn 
Thine image to our hearts be borne ; 
And may we ever clearly see 
Our God and Saviour, Lord, in Thee ! 

2 All hallowed be our walk this day; 
May meekness form our earliest ray, 
And faithful love our noontide light, 
And hope our sunset, calm and bright. 

3 May grace each idle thought control, 
And sanctify our wayward soul ; 

May guile depart, and malice cease, 
And all within be joy and peace. 

4 Our daily course, O Jesus, bless ; 
Make plain the way of holiness: 
From sudden falls our feet defend, 
And cheer at last our journey's end. 

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^4" Tune 22. 

Before the heavens were stretched 
abroad, 

From everlasting was the Word ; 
With God He was, the Word was God, 

And must divinely be adored. 

2 By His own power were all things 

made , 
By Him supported all things stand; 
He is the whole creation's Head, 
And angels fly at His command. 

3 Mortals with joy behold His face, 
The Eternal Father's only Son ; 

How full of truth, how full of grace 
Was Christ, in Whom the Godhead 
shone. 

4 Archangels left their high abode, 

To learn new mysteries here, and tell 
The love of our descending God, 
The glories of Immanuel. 

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OOU Tune 22. 

" I know that my Redeemer lives :" 
What joy this sweet assurance gives ! 
He lives. He lives. Who once was dead, 
He lives, my ever-living Head. 

2 He lives to bless me with His love, 
He lives to plead for me above. 

He lives my hungry soul to feed, 
He lives to "help in time of need. 

3 He lives to grant me rich supply, 
He lives to guide me with His eye, 
He lives to comfort me when faint, 
He lives io hear my soul*s complaint. 

4 He lives to silence all my fears, 
He lives to stoop and wipe my tears, 
He lives to calm my troubled' heart, 
He lives all blessings to impart. 

5 He lives, my kind, my faithful Friend, 
He lives and loves me "to the end. 

He lives, and while He lives 111 sing, 
He lives, my Prophet, Priest and King. 

6 He lives, and grants me daily breath, 
He lives, and I shall conquer death, 
He lives my mansion to prepare, 

He lives to bring me safely there. 

7 He lives, all glory to His Name ; 
He lives, my Jesus, still the same: 
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives, 
"I know that my Redeemer lives.'" 

Samuel Medley, 1738-99. 

001 Tune 22. 

Pour out Thy Spirit from on high ; 

Lord, Thine ordained servants bless ; 
Graces and gifts to each supply, 

And clothe them with Thy righteous- 
ness. 

2 Within Thy temple where they stand. 
To teach the truth, as taught by Thee, 

Saviour! like stars in Thy right hand, 
The angels of the churchesbe. 

3 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, 
Firmness, with meekness from above, 

To bear Thy people on their heart, 
And love the souls whom Thou dost 
love ; 

4 To watch and pray, and never faint, 
By day and night strict guard to keep, 

To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, 
Nourish Thy lambs, and feed Thy 
sheep. 

5 Then, when their work is finished 

here, 

In humble hope their charge resign : 
When the Chief Shepherd shall appear 

O God ! may they and we be Thine. 
James Montgomery, 1771-1SM. 
352 Tune 22. 

Now let us join our hearts and tongues, 
And emulate the angels' songs ; 
For sinners may address their King 
In songs that angels cannot sing. 
2 They praise the Lamb Who once was 
But we can add a higher strain ; [slain, 



Not only say, He suffered thus: 
But, that He suffered all for us. 

3 Jesus, Who passed the angels by, 
Assumed our flesh to bleed and die; 
He Who redeemed us with His blood, 
As man still tills the throne of God. 

4 Immanuel, our Brother now. 

Is He "fore Whom the angels bow; 
They join with us to praise His Name, 
But Ave the nearest interest claim. 

5 But, ah, how faint our praises rise! 
Sure, "t is the wonder of the skies, 
That we who share His richest love, 
So cold and unconcerned should prove. 

6 Oh glorious hour, it comes with speed, 
When we. from sin and darkness freed, 
Shall see our God Who died for man, 
And praise Him more than angels can. 

John 2^ewton,"l7i5-1807. 

*30<3 Tune 22. 

The one thing needful, that good part 
Which Mary chose with all her heart, 

1 would pursue with heart and mind, 
And seek unwearied till I find. 

2 Hidden in Christ the treasure lies, 
That goodly pearl of so great price ; 
Xo other way but Christ there is 

To endless happiness and bliss. 

3 But oh, I'm blind and ignorant, 
Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, I want, 
To guide me in the narrow road 
That leads to happiness and God. 

4 My mind enlighten with Thy light, 
That I may understand aright 

The glorious gospel-mystery, [Thee. 
Which shows the way to heaven and 

5 O Jesus Christ, my Lord and God, 
Who hast redeemed me with Thy blood, 
By faith unite my heart to Thee, 

That we may never parted be. 

Kendall's Collection. 

oD4 Tune 22. 

Where high the heavenly temple stands, 
The house of God not made with hands, 
A great High-priest our nature wears, 
The Guardian of mankind appears. 

2 Though now ascended up on high, 
He bends to earth a Brother's eye; 
Partaker of the human name. 

He knows the frailty of our frame. 

3 Our Fellow-sufferer yet retains 
A fellow-feeling of our pains ; 
And still remembers, in the skies, 
His tears, His agonies, and cries. 

4 In every pang that rends the heart, 
The Man of sorrows bears a part ; 
He sympathizes with our grief, 
And "to the sufferer sends relief. 

5 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, 
Let us make all our sorrow known ; 
And ask the aid of heavenly power, 
To help us in the evil hour. 

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Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear! 
It is not night, if Thou be near : 
Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise, 
To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes ! 

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
My wearied eyelids gently steep, 

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest 
For ever on my Saviour's breast! 

3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
For without Thee I cannot live ; 
Abide with me when night is nigh, 
For without Thee I dare not die. 

4 If some poor wanderingchild of Thine 
Have spurned to-day the voice divine, 
Now, Lord! the gracious work begin; 
Let him no more lie down in sin. 

5 Watch by the sick ; enrich the poor 
With blessings from Thy boundless 

store ; 
Be every mourner's sleep to-night, 
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 

6 Come near and bless us when we wake, 
Ere through the world our way we take ; 
Till, in the ocean of Thy love, 

We lose ourselves in heaven above. 

John Keble, 1792-1866. 
35 O Tune 22. 

Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
Thy daily stance of duty run ; 
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise 
To pay thy morning sacrifice. 

2 Thy former misspent time redeem, 
Each present day thy last esteem ; 
Thy talents to improve take care, 
For the great day thyself prepare. 

3 In conversation be sincere, 

Keep conscience as the noon-day clear; 
For God's all-seeing eye surveys 
Thy secret thoughts/ thy works and 
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4 Glory to God, Who safe hath kept, 
And hath refreshed me while I slept ; 
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall 

1 may of heavenly bliss partake, [wake, 

5 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew, 
Disperse my sins as morning dew, 
Guard my first springs of thought and 
And with Thyself my spirit fill, [will, 

6 Direct, control, suggest this day 
j All I design, or do, or say ; 

That all my powers, with all their might, 
In Thy sole glory mav unite. 

Thomas Ken, 1637-1711. 

357 Tune 22. 

O timely happy, timely wise, 
Hearts that with rising morn arise! 
Eyes that the beam celestial view, 
Which evermore makes all things new. 

2 New every morning is the love 
Our wakening and a prising prove, 

I Through sleep and darkness safely 
brought, 
Restored to life, and power, and thought. 

3 New mercies, each returning day, 
J Hover around us, while we pray ; 

New perils past, new sins forgiven, 
New thoughts of God, new hopes of 
heaven. 

4 If on our daily course our mind 
Be set to hallow all we find, 

New treasures still, of countless price, 
God will provide for sacrifice. 

5 The trivial round, the common task, 
Will furnish all we ought to ask ; 
Room to deny ourselves ; a road 

To bring us daily nearer God. 

6 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love 
Fit us for perfect rest above ; 
And help us, this and every day, 
To live more nearly as we pray. 



John Keble, 1792-1866. 



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358 Tune 22. 

Dear Saviour, if these lambs should 
stray, 
From Thy secure enclosure's bound, 
And, lured by worldly joys away. 
Anions; the thoughtless crowd be 
found : 

2 Remember still that they are Thine, 
That Thy dear sacred Name they bear ; 

Think that the seal of love divine. 
The sign of covenant grace the} 7 wear. 

3 In all their erring, sinful years, 
Oh ! let them ne'er forgotten be; 

Remember all the prayers and tears 
Which made them consecrate to Thee. 

4 And when these lips no more can pray, 
These eyes can weep for them no more, 

Turn Thou their feet from folly's way; 
The wanderers to Thv fold restore/ | 
Ann Be'adley Hyde, d. 1872. 

359 Tune 22. 

Be with me, Lord, where'er I go, 
Teach me what Thou would'st have me 
Suggest whate'er I think this day, [do; 
Direct me in the narrow way. 

2 Prevent me lest I harbor pride, 
Lest I in my own strength confide; 
Show me my weakness, let me see 

1 have my power, my all, from Thee. 

3 Enrich me always with Thy love, 
My kind protector ever prove : 
Lord, put Thy seal upon my breast, 
And let Thy Spirit on me rest. 

4 Assist and teach me how to pray, 
Incline my nature to obey; 
What Thou abhorrest, let me flee, 
And only love what pleaseth Thee. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

300 Tune 22. 
Lord, I have passed another day, 

And come to thank Thee for Thy care : 
Forgive my faults in work and play, 
And listen to my evening prayef. 

2 Thy favor gives me daily bread, 
And friends who all my wants supply; 

And safely now I rest my head, 
Preserved and guarded by Thine eye. 

3 Look down in pity, and forgive 
Whate'er I 've done or said amiss ; 

And help me every day I live. 
To serve Thee better than on this. 

4 Xow while I speak, be pleased to take 
A helpless child beneath Thy care; 

And condescend, for Jesus' sake, 
To listen to mv evening prayer. 

Ann Gilbert, 1782-1886. 

301 Tune 22 

When I by faith my Saviour see 
Expiring on the Cross for me, 
Satan and sin no more can move, 
For I am filled with Jesus' love. 



2 The thorns and nails pierce through 

my heart, 
In every groan I bear a part : 
I view His wounds with streaming eyes; 
But see, He bows His head and dies. 

3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God, 
Wounded, and dead, and bathed in 

blood ; 
Behold His side, and venture near, 
The Well of endless life is here. 

4 Here I forget my cares and pains ; 

1 drink, yet still my thirst remains : 
Only the"Fountain-'head above 

Can satisfy the thirst of love. 

5 Oh, that I thus could always feel ; 
Lord, more and more Thy love reveal ; 
Then my glad tongue shall loud proclaim 
The grace and glory of Thy Name. 

6 Thy Name dispels my guilt and fear, 
Revives my heart and charms mine ear, 
Affords a balm for every wound, 

And Satan trembles at the sound. 

John Newton, 1725-1807. 

302 Tune 22. 

Bless, O my soul, the living God, 
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad; 
Let all the powers within me join 
In work and worship so divine. 

2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; 
His favors claim thy highest praise; 
Why should the wonders He hath 
Be lost in silence, and forgot? [wrought 

3 'T is He, my soul, that sent His Son 
To die for crimes which thou hast done ; 
He owns the ransom, and forgives 
The hourly follies of our lives. 

4 Let the whole earth His power confess, 
Let the whole earth adore His grace ; 
The Gentile with the Jew shall join 

In work and worship so divine. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

303 Tune 22. 

Lord Jesus, with Thv children stay 
Till dawn of Thy eternal day : 
And let Thy glorious gospel-light 
Meanwhile' dispel the gloom of night. 

2 In these degenerate, evil days. 
We pray for constancy and grace, 
That we keep pure, most gracious Lord, 
Thy holy sacraments and word. 

3 Thy sacred word our boast abides, 
Boldly in this Thy Church confides ; 
We build upon this word alone, 

All other doctrines we disown. 

4 Lord, from such teachers us preserve, 
As from the Holy Scriptures swerve, 
And by false doctrines would deceive 
The soYils who simply Thee believe. 

5 The cause and glory, Lord, are Thine ; 
Thy word is pure, and truth divine: 
Assist us to rely on Thee, 

And keep us Thine eternallv. 

Nicolas Selnecker, 1530-92. 



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»3b4 Tune 22. 

Behold a Stranger at the door ! 
He gently knocks, has knocked before ; 
Has waited Ions — is waiting still; 
You treat no other friend so ill. 

2 Oh! lovely attitude— He stands 
With melting heart and loaded hands: 
Oh ! matchless kindness— and He shows 
This matchless kindness to His foes. 

3 But will He prove a Friend indeed? 
He will, — the very Friend you need; 
The Friend of sinners— yes, 'tis He, 
With garments dyed on Calvary ! 

4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine; 
Turn out His enemy and thine, 

That soul-destroying monster, sin, 
And let the heavenly Stranger in. 

5 Admit Him, ere His anger burn — 
His feet departed, ne'er return ; 
Admit Him, or the hour's at hand 
You'll at His door rejected stand. 

Joseph Grigg, d. 1768. 

365 Tune 22. 

O Lord, Who numberest all our days, 
Who guardest us in all our ways, 
In Whom we live, and move, and are, 
Who know'st our wants, and hearest 
prayer ; 

2 Endow all parents with Thy love, 
And give them wisdom from above 
To educate each child for Thee, 

As Thy redeemed property. 

3 Grant us and all our children grace, 
So here on earth to run our race, 

That we in heaven may meet, and sing 
Eternal praise to Thee, our King. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 

366 Tune 22. 

W T hy should we start and fear to die ! 

What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
Death is the gate to endless joy, 

And yet we dread to enter there. 



2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
Fright our approaching souls away; 

And we shrink back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 Oh, if my Lord would come and meet, 
My soul would stretch her wings in 

haste, 
Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 

4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
Feel soft as downy pillows are, 

While on His breast I lean my head, 
And breathe mv life out sweetlv there. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

367 Tune 22. 

Go, labor on ; spend, and be spent ; 

Thy joy to do the Father's will: 
It is the way the Master went ; 

Should not the servant tread it still? 

2 Go, labor on ; 't is not for naught ; 
Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain ; 

Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not: 
The Master praises ; what are men? 

3 Go, labor on; enough, while here, 
If He shall praise thee; if He deign 

Thy willing heart to mark and cheer ; 
No toil for Him shall be in vain. 

4 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; 
For toil comes rest, for exile home; 

Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's 
voice, 
The midnight peal, "Behold, I come!" 
Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 

368 Tune 22. 

Lord of all being; throned afar, 
Thy glory flames from sun and star; 
Center and Soul of every sphere, 
Yet to each loving heart how near ! 

2 Sun of our life, Thy quickening ray 
Sheds on our path the glow of day ; 
Star of our hope, Thy softened light 
Cheers the long watches of the night. 



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Our noontide is Thy gracious dawn; 
Our rainbow arch Thy mercy's sign ; 
All, save the clouds of sin, are Thine! 

4 Lord of all life, below, above, 
Whose light is truth, Whose warmth is 
Before Thy ever-blazing throne [love, 
We ask no luster of our own. 

5 Grant us Thy truth to make us free, 
And kindling hearts that burn for Thee, 
Till all Thy living altars claim 

One holy lWht, one heavenlv flame ! 

Oliver Wendell Holmes, b. 1809. 

oD9 Tune 22. 

Again, as evening's shadow falls, 
We gather in these hallowed walls ; 
And evening hymn and evening prayer 
Rise mingling on the holy air. 
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Here find the rest of God's own peace; 
And strengthened here by hymn and 

prayer, 
Lay down the burden and the care. 

3 O God our Light, to Thee we bow ; 
Within all shadows standest Thou : 
Give deeper calm than night can bring, 
Give sweeter songs than life can sing. 

4 Life's tumult we must meet again, 
We cannot at the shrine remain; 
But in the spirit's secret cell, 

May hymn and p raver for ever dwell. 
Samuel Longfellow, b. 1819. 

370 Tune 22. 

1 will a little pilgrim be, 
Resolved alone to follow Thee, 

Thou Lamb of God, Who now art gone 
Up to Thy everlasting throne. 

2 I will my heart to Thee resign, 
Thine only be, O be Thou mine: 
The world I leave and foolish play, 
To happiness to find the way. 



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3 My lips shall be employed to bless 
The Lord Who is my Righteousness; 
My pleasure, only to pursue 

His steps, and His blest will to do. 

4 So long I'll pray below to live, 
Till I my pardon^sealed receive; 

1 then, when Jesus calls, shall die, 
Xay, I shall live eternally. 

JohnVennick, 1718-55. 

O / 1 Tune 22. 

There is no other Xame than Thine, 
Jehovah Jesus ! Name divine, 
On which to rest for sins forgiven, 
For peace with God, for hope of heaven. 

2 There is none other Xame than Thine, 
When cares and fears and griefs are 

mine, 
That with a gracious power can heal 
Each care and fear and griet I feel. 

3 There is none other Xame than Thine, 
When called my spirit to resign, 

To bear me through that latest strife, 
And even in death to be my life. 

4 Xame above every name ! Thy praise 
Shall fill the remnant of my days ; 
Jehovah Jesus ! Xame divine, 

Rock of salvation, Thou art mine. 

Anon. 

& 7 A Tune 2 2. 

My opening eyes with rapture see 
The dawn of Thy returning day; 

My thoughts, O God, ascend to Thee, 
While thus my early vows I pay. 

2 Oh, bid this trifling world retire, 
And drive each carnal thought away; 

Xor let me feel one vain desire — [day. 
One sinful thought through all the 

3 Then, to Thy courts when I repair, 
My soul shall rise on joyful wing, 

TheVonders of Thy love declare, 
And join the strains which angels sing. 
James Hutton, 1715-95. 



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O I O Tune 22. 

Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, 
And lighten with celestial fire ; 
Thou the anointing Spirit art, 
Who dost Thy sevenfold gifts impart. 

2 Thy blessed unction from above 
Is comfort, life, and fire of love. 
Enable with perpetual light 

The dullness of our blinded sight. 

3 Anoint our heart and cheer our face 
With the abundance of Thy grace. 
Keep far our foes ; give peace at home: 
Where Thou art Guide no ill can come. 

4 Teach us to know the Father, Son, 
And Thee, of Both, to be but One: 
That through the ages all along, 
Thv praise mav be our endless song. 

Charlemagne (?) 800 ; Gregory the Great (?) 
504-604; John Cosin, tr., 1594-1672. 

374 Tune 22. 

O Comforter, God Holy Ghost, 
Thou heavenly gifts on us bestow'st; 
The Pledge of our salvation art, 
And bear' st Thy witness in our heart. 

2 The sheep of Jesus which were lost 
Thou callest, teaching them to trust 
For help, forgiveness, peace, and grace 
In Him, the Lord our Righteousness. 

3 The gladdening oil Thou dost impart 
To every poor and contrite heart, 
Which Jesus as the Saviour knows, 
From Whom alone salvation flows. 

4 The feeble souls Thou dost sustain, 
Anointest all the witness-train, 
Keepest believers in the faith, 

And art their Guide in life and death. 

5 Who can Thy operations trace, 

The kindness, patience, truth and grace 
Thou showest to Christ's family, 
Who living temples are to Thee ! 

Bohemian Brethren. 



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oTO Tune 22. 

Come, O Creator Spirit blest ! 
And in our souls take up Thy rest ; 
Come, with Thv grace and heavenly aid, 
To fill the hearts which Thou hast made. 

2 Great Comforter ! to Thee we cry ; 
O highest Gift of God most high ! 

O Fount of life ! O Fire of love ! 
And sweet Anointing from above ! 

3 Kindle our senses from above, 

And make our hearts o'erflo w with love; 
With patience firm, and virtue high, 
The weakness of our flesh supply. 

4 Far from us drive the foe we dread, 
And grant us Thy true peace instead; 
So shall we not, with Thee for Guide, 
Turn from the path of life aside. 

Edward Caswall, tr., 1814-78. 

376 Tune 22. 

Creator Spirit, by Whose aid 
The world's foundations first were laid, 
Come, visit every waiting mind ; 
Come, pour Thy joys on human-kind. 

2 Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, 
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; 
Come, and Thy sacred unction bring 
To sanctify' us^ while we sing. 

3 O Source of uncreated light, 
The Father's promised Paraclete,— 
From sin and sorrow set us free. 
And make us temples worthy Thee ! 

4 Make us eternal truths receive, 
And practice all that we believe ; 
Give us Thyself, that we may see 
The Father and the Son, bv Thee. 

John Dryden, tr., 1631-1700. 

O/T Tune 22. 

Jesus, and shall it ever be, 
A mortal man ashamed of Thee ! 
Ashamed of Thee, Whom angels praise, 
Whose glories shine through endless 
days? 



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My sins forgive, my wants suppl% r ; 
With favor crown my youthful days, 
And my whole life shall speak 'Thy 

praise. 

4 Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, impart ; 
Impress Thy likeness on my heart ; 
May I obey Thy truth in love, 

Tili raised" to dwell with Thee above. 

Anon. 
380 Tune 22. 

Fight the good right with all thy might, 
Christ is thy Strength, and Christ thy 
Lay bold on" life, and it shall be [Right; 
Thy joy and crown eternally. 

2 Run the straight race through God's 

good grace, 
Lift up thine eyes, and seek His face; 
Life with its way before us lies, 
Christ is the Path, and Christ the Prize. 

3 Cast care aside, upon Thy Guide 
Lean, and His mercy will provide; 
Lean, and the trusting soul shall prove 
Christ is its Life, and Christ its Love. 

4 Faint not nor fear, His arms are near, 
He changeth not, and thou art dear : 
Onlv believe, and thou shalt see 

That Christ is All-in-all to thee. 

John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1811-75. 

001 Tune 22. 

Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine, 
Purchased and saved by blood divine; 
With full consent Thine I would be, 
And own Thy sovereign right in me. 

2 Grant one poor sinner more a place 
Among the children of Thy grace; 

A wretched sinner, lost to God, 
But ransomed by Iminanuel's blood. 

3 Thee my new Master now I call, 
And consecrate to Thee my all ; 
Lord, let me live and die to Thee — 
Be Thine through all eternitv. 

Samuel Davies, 1724-61. 



2 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend 
On Whom my hopes of heaven depend? 
No, when I blush, be this my shame, 
That I no more revere His Name ! 

3 Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, 1 may, 
When I've no guilt to wash away, 
No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
No fear to quell, no soul to save. 

4 Till then, nor is my boasting vain, 
Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! 
And oh, may this my glory be, 
That Christ is not ashamed of me. 

Joseph Grigg, d. 1768. 

<3 I O Tune 22. 

Show pity, Lord, Lord forgive ; 
Let a repenting sinner live; 
Are not Thy mercies large and free? 
May not a sinner trust in Thee? 

2 Oh, wash my soul from every sin, 
And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain my eyes. 

3 My lips, with shame, nn r sins confess 
Against Thy law, against Thy grace; 
Lord, should Thy judgments grow 

severe, 
I am condemned, but Thou art clear. 

4 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
Whose hope, still hovering round Thy 

word, [there, 

Would light on some sweet promise 
Some sure support against despair. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

^ • y Tune 22. 

My Father, when I come to Thee, 

1 would not only bend the knee, 
But with my spirit seek Thy face, 
With my whole heart desire Thy grace. 

2 I plead the Name of Thy dear Son ; 
All He has said, all He has done: 
Oh, may I feel His love for me, 
Who died from sin to set me free ! 



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God calling yet! — shall I not hear? 
Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? 
Shall life's swift passing years all fly, 
And still my soul in slumbers lie? 

2 God calling yet?— shall I not rise? 
Can I His loving voice despise, 
And basely His kind care repay? 
He calls me still; can I delay? 

3 God calling yet ! — and shall He knock, 
And I my heart the closer lock? 

He is still waiting to receive, 

And shall I dare His Spirit grieve? 

4 God calling yet !— and shall I give 
No heed, but still in bondage live? 
I wait, but He does not forsake ; 

He calls me still ;— my heart, awake ! 

5 Ah, yield Him all; in Him confide; 
Where but with Him doth peace abide? 
Break loose, let earthly bonds be riven, 
And let the spirit rise to heaven ! 

6 God calling yet ! I cannot stay ; 
My heart I yield without delay ; 
Vain world", farewell, from thee I part; 
The voice of God hath reached my heart. 

Gerhard Tersteegen. 1697-1769 ; Jane 
Borthwick.tr., 1854. 

000 Tune 22. 

What sinners value, I resign ; 

Lord J 'tis enough that Thou art mine ; 

1 shall behold Thy blissful face, 
And stand complete in righteousness. 

2 Oh, glorious hour! oh, blest abode! 
I shall be near, and like my God ; 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 

3 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
Then buret the chains, with sweet sur- 
And in my Saviour's image rise! [prise, 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 



384 Tune 22. 

God of that glorious gift of grace 
By which Thy people seek Thy face, 
When in Thy Presence we appear, 
Vouchsafe us faith to venture near ! 

2 Confiding in Thy truth alone, 
Here, on the steps of Jesus' throne, 
We lay the treasure Thou hast given 
To be received and reared for Heaven. 

3 Lent to us for a season, we 
Lend him forever, Lord, to Thee! 
Assured that, if to Thee he live, 
We gain in what we seem to give. 

4 Large and abundant blessings shed, 
Warm as these prayers, upon his head ! 
And on his soul the dews of grace, 
Fresh as these drops upon his face ! 

5 Make him and keep him Thine own 
Meek follower of the Undefiled! [child, 
Possessor here of grace and love ; 
Inheritor of heaven above ! 

John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1811-75. 

385 Tune 22. 

O Master, let me walk with Thee 
In lowly paths of service free ; 
Tell me Thy secret; help me bear 
The strain of toil, the fret of care. 

2 Help me the slow of heart to move 
By some clear winning word of love ; 
Teach me the wayward feet to stay, 
And guide them 'in the homeward way. 

3 Teach me Thy patience; still with 
In closer, dearer company, [Thee 
In work that keeps faith sweet and 

strong, 
In trust that triumphs over wrong ; 

4 In hope that sends a shining ray 
Far down the future's broadening way 
In peace that only Thou canst give, 
With Thee, Master, let me live! 

Washington Gladden, b. 1836. 



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386 Tune 22. 

Why will ye waste on trifling cares 
That life which Gods compassion 

spares, 
While in the various ranse of thought 
The one thing needful is forgot? 

2 Shall God invite you from above? 
Shall Jesus urge His dying love? 
Shall troubled conscience give you pain, 
And all these pleas unite in vain? 

3 Not so your eyes will always view 
Those objects which you now pursue ; 
Not so will heaven and hell appear 
When death's decisive hour is near. 

Philip Doddridge, 1702-51. 

<JO» Tune 22. 

How shall I follow Him I serve ? 

How shall I copy Him I love? 
Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve, 

Which lead me to His seat above? 

2 Lord, should my path through suffer- 
Forbid it I should e'er repine ; [inglie, 

Still let me turn to Calvary, [Thine. 
Nor heed my griefs, remembering 

3 Oh, let me think how Thou didst leave 
Untasted every pure delight, 

To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve, 
The toilsome day, the homeless night : 

4 To faint, to grieve, to die for me! 
Thou earnest not Thyself to please: 

And, dear as earthly comforts be. 
Shall I not love Thee more than these? 

5 Yes ! I would count them all but loss, 
To gain the notice of Thine eye : 

Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross, 
But Thou canst give the victory. 

Josiah Conder, 1789-1855. 

3oO Trine 22. 

The gold and silver are the Lord's, 
And every blessing earth affords : 
All come from His propitious hand, 
And must return at His command. 



2 The blessings which I now enjoy, 

1 must for Christ and souls employ; 
For if I use them as my own. 

My Lord will soon call in His loan. 

3 When I to Him in want apply, 
He never does my suit deny ; 
And shall I then refuse to give, 
Since I so much from Him receive? 

4 Shall Jesus leave the realms of day, 
And clothe Himself in humble clay"? 
Shall He become despised and poor, 
To make me rich for evermore? 

5 And shall I wickedly withhold, 
To give my silver or my gold, 
To aid a cause my soul approves. 
And save the sinners Jesus loves? 

Anon. 

'JOy Tune 22. 

Ho, every one that thirsts, draw nigh, 
'Tis God invites man's fallen race; 

Salvation without money buy, 
Buy wine, and milk, and gospel-grace. 

2 Come to the living waters, come; 
Sinners, obey your Maker's call ; 

Return, ye weary wanderers, home, 
God's grace in Christ is free for all. 

3 Ye heavy-laden, sin-sick souls, 
See from the Rock a fountain rise, 

For you in healing streams it rolls 
From Jesus, made a Sacrifice. 

4 Nothing you in exchange need give, 
Leave alf you are and have behind ; 

Thankful the gift of God receive; 
Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 

5 In search of empty joys below, 
Ye toil with unavailing strife; 

Whither, ah, whither would ye go? 
Christ hath the words of endless life. 

6 To you He calls, "My goodness prove, 
My promises for all are free ; 

Oh taste My everlasting love, 
And let your souls delight in Me." 
Charles Wesley. 1708-88. 



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«3^0 Tune 22. 

Oh, happy day ! that fixed my choice 

On Thee, my Saviour and my God; 

Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 

And tell its raptures all abroad. 
[Refrain . — 

Happy day, happy day, 

When Jesus washed my sins away.] 

2 Oh, happy bond ! that seals my vows 
To Him Who merits all my love; 

Let cheerful anthems fill His house, 
While to that sacred shrine I move. 

3 'Tisdone; the great transaction's done; 
I am my Lord's, and He is mine ; 

He drew me, and I followed on, 
Charmed to confess the voice divine. 

4 Now rest, my long divided heart, 
Fixed on this blissful center, rest; 

With ashes who would grudge to part, 
When called on angels' bread to feast. 

5 High heaven, that heard the solemn 

vow, 
That vow renewed shall daily hear, 
Till in life's latest hour, I bow, 
And bless in death a bond so dear. 
Philip Doddridge, 1702-51. 

«jyj- Tune 22. 

How sweet to leave the world awhile, 
And seek the presence of our Lord : 

Blest Saviour, on Thy people smile, 
And come according to Thy word. 

2 From busy scenes we now retreat, 
That we may here converse with Thee: 

Ah, Lord, behold us at Thy feet; 
Let this the gate of heaven be. 

3 Chief of ten thousand, now appear, 
That we by faith may see Thy face ; 

Oh speak, that we Thy voice may hear, 
And let Thy presence fill this place. 
Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855. 



392 Tune 22. 

Hosanna to the living Lord ! 
Hosanna to th' Incarnate Word ! 
To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, 
Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing. 

2 " Hosanna, Lord !" Thine angels cry, 
" Hosanna, Lord !" Thy saints reply ; 
Above, beneath us, and around, 

The dead and living swell the sound. 

3 O Saviour ! with protecting care, 
Return to this Thy house of prayer, 
Assembled in Thy sacred Name, 
Where we Thy parting promise claim. 

4 But chiefest, in our cleansed breast, 
Eternal ! bid Thy Spirit rest, 

And make our secret soul to be 
A temple, pure and worthy Thee. 

5 So, in the last and dreadful day, 
When earth and heaven shall melt away, 
Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, 
Shall swell the sound of praise asrain. 

Reginald Heber, 1783-1826. 

oy«3 Tune 22. 

Praises to Him Whose love has given, 
In Christ, His Son, the life of heaven ; 
Who for our darkness gives us light, 
And turns to day our deepest night. 

2 Praises to Him, in grace Who came, 
To bear our woe, and sin, and shame; 
Who lived to die, Who died to rise, 
The God-accepted Sacrifice. 

3 Praises to Him the chain Who broke, 
Opened the prison, burst the yoke, 
Sent forth its captives glad and free, 
Heirs of an endless liberty. 

4 Praises to Him Who sheds abroad 
Within our hearts the love of God ; 
The Spirit of all truth and peace, 
Fountain of joy and holiness ! 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 



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oU^l Tune 22. 

All praise to Thee, my God, this night, 
For all the blessings of the light ; 
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, 
Beneath Thine own almighty wings. 

2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, 
The ill that I this day havedone, 
That with the world," myself, and Thee, 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 

3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed"; 
Teach me to die, that so" I may 
Rise glorious at the judgment-day. 

4 O may my soul on Thee repose, 
And may sweet sleep my eye-lids close, 
Sleep, that may me more vigorous make 
To serve my God when I awake. 

5 When in the night I sleepless lie, 
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply; 
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, 

Xo powers of darkness me molest. 

Thomas Ken, 1637-1711. 
^^^ Tune 22. 

Jesus, where'er Thy people meet, 
There they behold Thy mercy-seat; 
Wh er e" er "they seek " Thee, " Thou art 

found, 
And every place is hallowed ground. 

2 For Thou, within no walls confined, 
Inhabitest the humble mind ; 

Such ever bring Thee where they come, 
And going, lake Thee to their home. 

3 Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few, 
Thy former mercies here renew ; 
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim 
The sweetness of Thy saving Name. 

4 Here may we prove the power of 

prayer, 
To strengthen faith, and sweeten care, 
To teach our faint desire to rise, 
And bring Thy Cross before our eyes. 
William Cowper, 1731-1800. 



ob/D Tune 22. 

Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 
To praise Thy Xame] give thanks and 

sing, 
To show Tlrvlove bv morning light. 
And talk of all Thy "truth at night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 

Xo mortal cares shall seize my breast ; 
Oh may my heart in tune be found, 
Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 

3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
And"blessHis worksand bless His word; 
Thy works of grace how bright they 

shine! 
How deep Thy counsels, how divine! 

4 Lord, I shall share a glorious part, 
When grace hath well refined my heart, 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil to cheer my head. 

5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
All I desired or wished below ; 

And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of jo v. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1743. 

397 Tune 22. 

To Thee, God Holy Ghost, w r e pray, 
Who lead' st us in "the gospel-way," 
Those precious gifts on us bestow, 
Which from our Saviour's merits flow. 

2 Thou heavenly Teacher, Thee we praise 
For Thy instruction, power and grace, 
To love" the Father, Who doth own 

Us as His children in the Son. 

3 Most gracious Comforter, we pray, 
O lead us farther every day ; 

Thy unction to us all impart, 
Preserve and sanctify each heart. 

4 Till we in heaven shall take our seat, 
Instruct us often to repeat, 

"Abba, our Father," and to be 
With Christ in union constantlv. 

Zinzendor'f, 1700-60. 



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•J^O Tune 22. 

Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 
And gird the gospel-armor on ; 
March to the gates of endless joy, 
Where Jesus thy great Captain's gone. 

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course ; 
But hell and sin are vanquished foes; 
Thy Saviour nailed them to the Cross, 
And sung the triumph when He rose. 

3 Then let my soul march boldly on, 
Press forward to the heavenly gate; 
There peace and joy eternal reign, [wait. 
And glittering robes for conquerors 

4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
And triumph in almighty grace, 
While all the armies of the skies 
Join in mv glorious Leader's praise. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

Oc?y Tune 22. 

The hours' decline and setting sun 
Show that my course this day is run ; 
The evening shade and silent night 
My weary limbs to rest invite. 

2 I now my soul and frail abode 
Humbly commit to Israel's God, 

To Him Who slumbers not nor sleeps, 
And who His own in safety keeps. 

3 Where'er I Thee this day did grieve, 
O Lord, me graciously forgive; 

And with a mind from trouble freed, 
Let me sleep in Thy peace indeed. 
Robert Seagreave, b. 1693, and Nicholas Herman. 

400 Tune 22. 

Another day is at an end, 
And night doth now its shade extend ; 
To Thee, Lord, our hearts we raise, 
And Thee for every mercy praise. 

2 Yet we are of defects aware ; 
Forgive them, Lord; Thy children spare: 
Our souls be precious in Thy sight, 
Take us into Thy care this night. 

3 Now I'll lie down and safely sleep, 
Lord Jesus, in Thy fellowship; 
Thus, under Thy protection blest, 
Will soul and body sweetly rest. 

Erdmann Neumeister, 1671-1756. 

401 Tune 22. 

Spirit of the living God, 
In all Thy plenitude of grace, 

Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
Descend on our apostate race. 

2 Give tongues of fire, and hearts of love, 
To preach the reconciling word: 

Give power and unction from above, 
Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 

3 Be darkness, at Thy coming, light; 
Confusion— order, in Thy path ; 

Souls without strength, inspire with 
might : 
Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 



4 Baptize the nations ; far and nigh 
The triumph of the Cross record ; 

The Name of" Jesus glorify, 
Till every kindred call Him Lord. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

40*5 Tune 22. 

Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, we go, 

Our daily labor to pursue; 
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know, 

In all we think, or speak, or do. 

2 Still would we bear Thy easy yoke, 
And every moment watch and pray ; 

Would still to things eternal look, 
And hasten to Thy glorious day. 

3 For Thee alone we would employ 
Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath 

given ; 
Would tread our course with even joy, 
And cioselv walk with Thee to heaven. 
Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

4Ud Tune 22. 

Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to Thee, 
Lost and undone, for aid I flee ; 
Weary of earth, myself, and sin, 
Open Thine arms and take me in. 

2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul, 

'T is Thou alone canst make me whole ; 
I cannot rest till Thou art mine, 
Until in me Thine image shine. 

3 At last I own it cannot be, 
That I should fit myself for Thee ; 
Here then, to Thee,' I all resign : 
Thine is the work, and only Thine. 

4 What shall I say, Thy grace to move? 
Lord, I am sin, but Thou art Love; 

1 give up every plea beside ; [died. 
Lord, I'm condemned, but Thou hast 

Charles W T esley, 1708-88. 

404 Tu ne 22. 

We pray Thee, wounded Lamb of God, 
Cleanse'us in Thy atoning blood; 
Grant us, by faith, to view Thy Cross, 
Then life or death is gain to us. 

2 Take our poor hearts, and let them be 
For ever closed to all but Thee ; 

Seal Thou our breasts, and let us wear 
That pledge of love for ever there. 

3 What are our works but sin and death, 
TillThouThy quickening Spirit breathe; 
Until we strength from Thee derive, 
And in communion with Thee live. 

4 Ah, Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, 
To know the wonders Thou hast 

wrought ; 
Unloose our stammering tongues, to tell 
Thy love immense, unsearchable. 

5 First-born of many brethren Thou, 
To Thee both eartlf and heaven must 
Help us to Thee our all to give, [bow ; 
Thine may we die, Thine mav we live. 

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My soul before Thee prostrate lies, 
To Thee, its Source, my spirit flies ; 
O turn to me Thy cheering face ; 
I'm poor, enrich me with Thy grace. 

2 Deeply convinced of sin, I cry. 
In Thy cleat h. Saviour, let me die ; 

O may the world, may self and pride 
In me henceforth be crucified. 

3 Take full possession of my heart, 
To me Thy lowly mind impart ; 
Break nature's bonds, and let me see, 
He whom Thou free'st, indeed is free. 

4 My heart in Thee and in Thy ways 
Delights, yet from Thy presence strays, 

keep, I pray, my wavering mind 
Stayed upon Thee, to Thee resigned. 

5 I know that naught in me avails, 
Here all my strength and wisdom fails ; 
Who bids a sinful heart be clean ? 
Thou only, Saviour of lost men. 

6 Still will I wait, O Lord, on Thee, 
Till in Thy light the light I see ; 
Till Thou in my behalf appear, 

To banish every doubt and fear. 

7 All my own schemes, each fond de- 

1 to Thy better will resign ; [sign, 
Impress this deeplv on mv breast, 
That I in Thee am truly blest. 

8 Then e'en in storms I Thee shall know, 
My sure Support and Refuge too ; 

In every trial I shall prove, 
Assuredlv, that God is love. 
Chr. F. Richter, 1676-1711 ; J. Wesley, tr., 1703-91. 

40O Tulle 22. 

Where two or three, with sweet accord, 
Obedient to their sovereign Lord, 
Meet to recount His acts of grace, 
And offer solemn prayer and praise ; 



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2 "There," saith the Saviour, "I will 
Amid this little company ; [be, 
To them I will unveil My face, 

And shed My glories round the place." 

3 We meet at Thy command, O Lord, 
Relying on Thy faithful word ; 
Now send Thy Spirit from above, 
And fill our hearts with heavenly love. 

Samuel Stenuett, 1663-1713. 

^^ ' Tune 22. 

What various hindrances we meet 
In coming to the mercy-seat ; 
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
But wishes to be often there. 

2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud 

withdraw ; 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw; 
Gives exercise to faith and love ; 
Brings every blessing from above. 

3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; 
Prayer makes the Christian's armor 

bright ; 
And Satan trembles when he sees 
The weakest saint upon his knees. 

4 While Moses stood with arms spread 

wide, 
Success was found on Israel's side ; 
But when through weariness they failed, 
That moment Amalek prevailed. 

5 Have you no words? Ah, think again; 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill your fellow-creature's ear 
With the sad tale of all your care. 

6 Were half the breath thus vainly 

spent, 
To heaven in supplication sent, 
Your cheerful song would oftener be, 
" Hear what the Lord has done for me." 
William Cowper, 1731-1800. 



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40o Tune 22. 

From my own works at last I cease, 
For God alone can give me peace; 
Fruitless my toil, and vain my care, 
Of my own strength I must despair. 

2 Lord, I despair myself to heal, 
I see my sin, but cannot feel 
True sorrow, till Thy Spirit show 
My unbelief, the source of woe. 

3 'Tis Thine alone to change the heart, 
Thou only canst good gifts impart ; 

I therefore will my heart resign 

To Thee, oh, cleanse and seal it Thine. 

4 With humble faith on Thee I call, 
My Light, my Life, my Lord, my All; 
I wait, O Lord, to hear' Thee say, 
"My blood hath washed thy sins away." 

5 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness 
Make my infected nature pure ; [cure, 
Peace, righteousness, and joy impart, 
And give Thyself unto my heart. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

^ Wv - / Tune 22. 

My Saviour, that I without Thee 

Can nothing do, rejoices me: 

For all the grace Thou dost bestow, 

1 fain my gratitude would show. 

2 Though weak and poor. I am Thine 
All praise is due to Thee alone, [own; 
That Thou, when humbly I appear 
'Fore Thee, in mercy drawest near. 



3 When pride would stir within my 

1 find no happiness nor rest ; [breast, 
But, walking in humility, 

Have perfect peace and j'oy in Thee. 

4 Oh keep me contrite, low and poor; 
Thus shall I praise Thee evermore; 
Myself thrice blessed I can call, 
When I am naught and Thou my All. 

Anna Nitschman,'l715-60. 

410 

^ ±yj Tune 22. 

Blest Trinity, from mortal sight 
Veiled in Thine own eternal light, 
We Thee confess, in Thee believe, 
To Thee with loving hearts we cleave. 

2 O Father, Thou most holy one ! 
O God of God, Eternal Son ! 

O Holy Ghost, Thou Love divine ! 
To join Them Both is ever Thine. 

3 The Father is in God the Son, 
And with the Father He is One: 
In Both the Spirit doth abide, 
And with Them Both is glorified. 

4 Such as the Father, such the Son, 
And such the Spirit, Three in One: 
The Three one perfect Verity, 

The Three one perfect Charity. 

5 Eternal Father, Thee we praise ; 
To Thee, O Son, our hymns we raise; 
O Holy Ghost, we Thee adore: 

One Mighty God for evermore. 

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Whose waking is supremely blest ; 
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour 
That manifests the Saviour's power. 

4 Asleep in Jesus ! oh, for me 
May such a blissful refuge be ! 
Securely shall my ashes lie, 
Waiting the summons from on high. 

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411 

^J-X Tune 22. 

Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep, 

From which none ever wakes to weep, 

A calm and undisturbed repose, 

Unbroken by the last of foes ! 

2 Asleep in Jesus ! oh, how sweet, 

To be for such a slumber meet ; 

With holy confidence to sing, 

That death has lost his venomed sting! 



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Thou, Who didst the temple fill 
With Thv resplendent, awful train, 

The glory of Thine Israel still, 
Appear in those bright robes again. 

2 In us, and round about us shine, 
Here cause us to behold Thy face ; 

Oh, make this tabernacle Thine ! 
Oh, sanctify this holy place ! 

3 Now send the promised unction down, 
And all our waiting hearts inspire ; 

Lord Jesus, make Thy goings known, 
Thy ministers a flame of fire. 

4 Work with them, and confirm Thy 

word 
To all who worship in this place; 
Oh. pour upon us, holy Lord, 
Unceasing showers of saving grace. 

5 So shall Thy servants' hopes be 

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And glory to Thy Name be given ; 
While this Bethesda shall be found 
The house of God. the gate of heaven. 
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4J.O Tune 22. 

Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone, 
He Whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
His track I see, and I'll pursue 
The narrow way, till Him I view. 

2 The way the holy prophets went, 
The road that leads from banishment, 
The King's highway of holiness, 

I'll go ; for all His paths are peace. 

3 This is the way I long had sought, 
And mourned because I found it not ; 
My grief, my burden long had been, 
Because I could not cease from sin. 

4 The more I strove against its power, 

1 sinned and stumbled but the more ; 
Till late I heard my Saviour sav, 

" Come hither, soul, I am the Way." 



5 Lo! glad I come, and Thou, blest Lamb, 
Shalt take me to Thee as I am ; 
Nothing but sin I Thee can give ; 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 

6 Then will I tell to sinners round 
What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
I'll point to Thy redeeming blood, 
And say. Behold the way to God ! 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

jz¥± Tune 22. 

Come, sinners, to the gospel-feast ; 
Let every soul be Jesus' guest, 
Not one of you need stay behind; 
His gospel calleth to mankind. 

2 Attend, the gospel-trumpet sounds, 
Calls sinners from earth's farthest 
The year of jubilee is come; [bounds ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

3 Come, all ye souls by sin opprest, 
Ye wand'rers, who are seeking rest; 
The poor, the maimed, the halt, the blind, 
With Christ a hearty welcome find. 

4 The message as from God receive; 
Ye all may come to Christ and live ; 
Oh, let His love your hearts constrain ; 
Nor suffer Him to die in vain. 

5 His love is mighty to compel ; 
His conquering love consent to feel ; 
Yield to His love's almighty power, 
And strive against your God no more. 

6 See Him set forth before your eyes, 
A precious, bleeding sacrifice; 

His offered benefits embrace, 
And freely now be saved by grace. 

7 This is the time, no more delay ; 
This is the acceptable day ; 
Come in, this moment, at His call. 
And live for Him Who died for all. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 



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Faith, hope, and charity, these three, 
Yet is the greatest charity : 
Father of lights, these gifts impart 
To niine and every human heart. 

2 Faith, that in prayer can never fail ; 
Hope, that o'er doubting must prevail ; 
And charity, whose name above 

Is God's own Name, for " God is Love." 

3 The morning-star is lost in light, 
Faith vanishes at perfect sight, 
The rainbow passes with the storm, 
And hope with sorrow's fading form ; 

4 But charity, serene, sublime, 
Beyond the range of death and time, 
Like the blue sky's all-bounding space, 
Holds heaven and earth in its embrace. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

416 Tune 22. 

Spirit of mercy, truth, and love. 
Oh, shed Thine influence from above ; 
And still, from age to age, convey 
The wonders of this sacred day. 

2 In every clime, by every tongue, 
Be God's surpassing glory sung; 
Let all the listening earth be taught 
The wonders by our Saviour wrought. 

3 L T nfailing Comfort, heavenly Guide, 
Still o'er Thy Holy Church preside; 
Still let mankind Thy blessings prove, 
Spirit of mercv, truth, and love. 

R. W. Kyle, 1771. 

417 Tune 22. 

My dear Redeemer and my Lord ! 

1 read my duty in Thy word ; 
But in Thy life the law appears 
Drawn out in living characters. 

2 Such was Thv truth, and such Thy zeal, 
Such deference to Thy Father's will, 



Such love, and meekness so divine, 

1 would transcribe and make them mine. 

3 Cold mountains and the midnight air 
Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer ; 
The desert Thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict and Thy victory too. 

4 Be Thou my Pattern : make me bear 
More of Thy gracious image here ; 
Then God, the Judge, shall own my name 
Among the followers of the Lamb. 

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

418 Tune 22. 

From every stormy wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes, 
There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 
'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 

2 There is a place, where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads, 

A place, than all besides, more sweet; 
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 

3 There is a spot where snirits blend, 
Where friend holds fellowship with 

friend ; 
Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
Around one common mercy -seat. 

Hugh Sto'well, 1799-1865. 

419 Tune 22. 

Spirit of peace and holiness ! 
This new created union bless ; 
Bind each to each in ties of love, 
And ratify our work above. 

2 Saviour, Who carest for Thy sheep ! 
The shepherd of Thy people keep ; 
Guide him in every doubtful way, 
Nor let his feet from duty stray. 

3 Gird Thou his heart with strength 

divine; 
Let Christ through all his conduct shine; 
Faithful in all things may he be, 
Dead to the world, alive to Thee. 

Samuel F. Smith, b. 1808. 



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Jesus. Whom angel hosts adore, 

Became a man of griefs for me; 
In love, though rich, becoming poor, 

That I through Him enriched might 
be. 

2 Though Lord of all, above, below, 
He went to Olivet for me ; 

There drank my cup of wrath and woe, 
When bleeding in Gethsemane. 

3 The ever-blessed Son of God 
Went up to Calvary for me; 

There paid my debt, there bore my load, 
In His own body on the Tree. 

4 Jesus, Whose dwelling is the skies, 
Went down into the grave for me ; 

There overcame my enemies, 
There won the glorious victory. 

5 'Tis finished all: the vail is rent, 
The welcome sure, the access free: — 

Now then, we leave our banishment, 
O Father, to return to Thee ! 

Horatius Bonar, 1S0S-S9. 

4^1 Tune 22. 

Be still, my heart, these anxious cares 
To thee areburdens, thorns, and snares ; 
They cast dishonor on thy Lord. 
And contradict His gracious word. 

2 Brought safely by His hand thus far, 
Why wilt thou now give place to care? 
How canst thou want if He provide, 
Or lose thy way with such a Guide? 

3 When first before His mercy-seat 
Thou didst thy all to Him commit, 
He gave thee warrant, from that hour, 
To trust His wisdom, love, and power. 

4 Did ever trouble thee befall. 
And He refuse to hear thy call ? 



And has He not His promise passed, 
That thou shalt overcome at last ? 

5 He That hath helped me hitherto, 
Will help me all my journey through, 
Aud give me daily cause to raise 
New Ebenezers to His praise. 

6 Though rough and thorny be the road, 
It leads~me home apace to God ; 

1 count my present trials small, 

For heaven will make amends for all. 
John Newton, 1725-1S07. 

Q.2x2i Tune 22. 

O come and mourn with me awhile ; 

O come ye to the Saviour's side ; 
O come, together let us mourn ; 

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

2 Have we no tears to shed for Him, 
While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? 

Ah, look how patiently He hangs ! 
Jesus, our Lord, is # crucified. 

3 How fast His hands and feet are nailed ! 
His throat with parching thirst is dried; 

His failing eyes are dimmed with blood: 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

4 Seven times He spake, seven words of 

love ; 
And all three hours His silence cried 
For mercy on the souls of men : 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

5 Come, let us stand beneath the Cross; 
So may the blood from out His side 

Fall gently on us drop by drop : 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

6 A broken heart, a fount of tears. 
Ask. and they will not be denied; 

Lord Jesus, may we love and weep, 
Since Thou for us art crucified. 

Frederick W. Faber, 1814-63. 



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^*^*3 Tune 23. 

Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, 
Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness, 
Come into the daylight's splendor, 
There with joy thy praises render 
Unto Him Whose graoe unbounded 
Hath this wondrous banquet founded, 
High o'er all the heavens He reigneth, 
Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth. 

2 Hasten as a bride to meet Him, 
And with loving reverence greet Him, 
For with words of life immortal 
Now He knocketh at thy portal ; 
Haste to ope the gates before Him, 
Saying, while thou dost adore Him, 
"Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee, 
And I never more will leave Thee." 

3 Ah, how hungers all my spirit 
For the love I do not merit ! 

Oft have I, with fights fast thronging, 
Thought upon this food with longing, 
In the battle well-nigh worsted, 
For this cup of life have thirsted, 
For the Friend, Who here invites us, 
And to God Himself unites us. 

4 Now I sink before Thee lowly, 
Filled with joy most deep and holy, 
As with trembling awe and wonder 
On Thy mighty works I ponder, 
How by mystery surrounded. 
Depths no man has ever founded, 
None may dare to pierce unbidden, 
Secrets that with Thee are hidden. 

5 Sun, Who all my life doth brisrhten, 
Light, Who doth my soul enlighten, 
Joy, the sweetest man e'er knoweth, 
Fount, Whence all my being floweth, 
At Thy feet I cry, my Maker, 

Let me be a fit partaker 

Of this blessed food from Heaven, 

For our good, Thy glory, given. 

6 Jesus, Bread of life. I pray Thee, 
Let me gladly here obey Thee, 
Never to my hurt invited, 

Be Thy love with love requited ; 



From this banquet let me measure, 
Lord, how vast and deep its treasure; 
Through the gifts Thou here dost give me 
As Thy guest in Heaven receive^me. 
Johann Frank, 1618-1677 ; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

4<s4 Tune 2a 

To that Lord Who unconstrained 
Death's dire pangs for us sustained, 
May we all in our small measure 
Willingly give joy and pleasure. 
2 May our mind and whole behavior 
Bear resemblance to our Saviour, 
And His sanctifying merit 
Hallow body, soul and spirit. 

Zinzendorf and Anna Nitschmann. 

Q^O Tune 23. 

1 am needy, yet forgiven ; 

With Thy "blood my heart enliven : 
Give me, Jesus, of Thy passion 
An abiding, deep impression. 

2 With new grace, dear Lord, array me, 
And from strength to strength convey 
For Thy service make me ready, [me; 
Sanctify both soul and body. 

C. R. Zinzendorf and Anna'Nitschmann. 
4<£0 Tune 23. 

Jesus, with Thy death and passion 
Comfort Thou this congregation ; 
Take away each worldly feature, 
And subdue our sinful nature: 
2 May we, on Thy arm reclining, 
Bear our cross without repining, 
Counting all things transitory 
Naught, to gain the crown of glory. 
From the German. 

4^7 Tune 23. 

Jesus, heed me, lost and dying, 
Unto Thee for shelter fly ins: ; 
All my sin and sorrow feeling, 

1 now'come for help and healing. 

2 Naught have I to plead of merit, 
Naught but curse do I inherit; 
Thus my soul shall praise Thee ever, 
For Thy love which ehano-es n fiver. 

Robert M. Offord, (alt.) 



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**^" Tune 23. 

Praise the Saviour, we who know Him : 
Who can tell how much we owe Him? 
Sing of Jesus, sing for ever 
Of His love which changes never. 
2 With His blood the Saviour bought us, 
When we knew Him not, He sought us ; 
He for conflict fits and arms us — 
Jesus is the Name that charms us. 

Thomas Kelly, 1769-1885, (alt.) 

4^9 Tune 23. 

Deeply moved and duly heeding 
My good Shepherd's kindly leading, 
Bowed with reverence before Him, 

1 would praise Him and adore Him. 

2 Grace renewed bestow upon me, 
With new zeal, my Saviour, crown me, 
So that I may serve Thee solely ; 

Thy atonement make me holv^ 
Anna Xitschmann, 1715-60 ; S. C. Chitty, tr.,1890. 

**<3vJ Tune 23. 

Heart of Christ my King ! I greet Thee : 
Gladly goes my heart to meet Thee : 
To embrace Thee now it burnetii, 
And with eager thirst it yearneth. 

2 Oh ! what love divine compelling! 
With what grief Thy breast was swell- 
All Thy soul for us overflowing, [ing, 
All Thy life on us bestowing. 

3 For that death which Thou hast tasted, 
For Thy form by sorrow wasted, 
Heart to my heart ever nearest, 
Kindle in me love the dearest. 

4 Now to my heart come, and quicken 
Me a sinnei\ conscience-stricken ; 

By Thy grace my soul renewing, 
All its powers to Thee subduing. 

5 Naught he fears, whom Thy love 
No self-sacrifice appal leth ; [calleth, 
Love divine can have no measure, 
Even death to him is pleasure. 

Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153 ; Edward 
Abiel Washburne, lal9-81, (alt. and ad.) 

^*3l Tune 23. 

Are thy toils and woes increasing? 
Are the foe's attacks unceasing? 
On the Cross, with faith unclouded, 
Look and gaze with eyes unshrouded. 

2 Dost thou fear that strictest trial? 
Tremblest thou at Christ's denial? 
See the Cross, ne'er rest without it, 
Clasp thine hands and heart about it. 

3 Do hell's cruel legions press thee? 
Do foul thoughts of sin distress thee? 



That dear Cross shall chain all terror, 
It shall right thy every error. 
4 Draw'st thou nigh to Jordan's river? 
Should' st thou tremble? Need'st thou 
Lord and Master, if we cherish [quiver? 
Hope in Thee, we cannot perish! 

John Mason Xeale, 1818-66, f alt.) 

4o*4 Tune 23. 

Jesus hath procured salvation 
For mankind in every station : 
Every youth that loves our Saviour, 
Imitates His chaste behavior. 
2 If you, when by guilt oppressed, 
Look to Christ, your Pattern blessed, 
He will graciously direct you, 
And from every sin protect you. 

Moravian. 

400 Tune 23. 

Lord, to Thee I make .confession, 

1 have multiplied transgression ; 
Forced at last to see my errors, 
Lord, I tremble at Thy terrors. 

2 But from Thee how can I hide me? 
Refuge from Thee is denied me, 
Not death's darkness can enfold me 
So that Thou should'st not behold me. 

3 Yet tho' conscience' voice appall me, 
Though Thy child I dare not call me, 
Do not for my sins forsake me, 

Let not yet Thy wrath o'ertake me. 

4 For Thy Son hath suffered for me, 
He can heal me and restore me ; 
Yes, alone His Cross can vanquish 
These dark fears and soothe this an- 
guish. 

5 Now on Him I cast my burden, 
Let me feel Thy inner pardon ; 
Let Thy Spirit leave me never, 
Make me only Thine forever! 

Johann Frank." 1618-77 ; Catherine Winkworth, 
tr., 1829-78, (alt. and ab.) 

*io^r Tune 23. 

Hail, Thou King of saints ascending, 
Hope of sinners lowly bending, 
On the Cross I see Thee drooping, 
Like a malefactor stooping. 

2 O that love, death's pangs defying, 
Deathless still in all its dying! 

O what love, my soul's Defender, 
For Thy dying shall I render? 

3 To Thy graveside swiftly hurried, 
Let me there with Thee be buried ; 
In Thy hiding-place enclose me; 
Let me there from strife repose me. 

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Jesus reigns, He reigns victorious, 

Over heaven and earth most glorious, 

Jesus reigns ! 
2 See the royal banner flying, 
Hear the heralds loudly crying: 
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Turn, or you are lost for ever ; 

Oh, now turn to God the Saviour. 

4 " Here is wine and milk and honey 
Come and purchase without money 
Mercy, flowing like a fountain, 
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5 Shout, ye tongues of every nation, 
To the bounds of the creation — 
Shout the praise of Judah's Lion, 
The Almighty Prince of Zicn. 

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1 kneel in spirit at my Saviour's Cross, 
Where He in blood expired for His foes ; 
With deepest reverence humbly I adore 
My dying Lord, Who all my "sorrows 

bore. 

2 This blessed truth I firmly will main- 

tain, 
That my Creator for my sins was slain : 
May this constrain me gladly to obey 
And love the Lord Who took my sins 

away. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

437 Tune 32. 

How good it is, how pleasant to behold 
The favored sheep of our good Shep- 
herd's fold, [grow, 
Obeying Him, in love and knowledge 
Each sharing in the other's weal and woe. 

2 Fullness of grace in Him the Head, 

abounds ; [redounds ; 

Hence every blessing to His Church 
He dwells with us, and by His Spirit's 

light 
To love" each other teaches us aright. 

3 His precious word like plenteous dew 

descends, 
And fructifying power its fall attends ; 



Unto the soul refreshment it supplies, 

And to salvation makes us truly wise. 

4 When love unfeigned our actions 
truly show, 

The God "of peace His blessing will 
bestow ; 

O Lord,uniteThy Church for Jesus'sake, 

And bless what in Thy Name we un- 
dertake. 

M. Czerwenka, 1521-69. 

4oO Tune 32 

Lord Jesus, in Thy presence we are 
blest, [come Guest ; 

And, though unseen, Thou art our wel- 

Without Thee, all our meetings would 
be cold, 

And soon become a custom dead and old. 

2 Thou canst alone to us true life impart, 
Canst comfort, bless, and cheer each 

needy heart : 
We are assembled here before Thy face 
To take out of Thy fullness grace for 

grace. 

3 Lord Jesus, be for evermore adored, 
We Thee confess our Master, Head and 

Lord. [prove: 

Thy faithfulness and truth we daily 
Grant us to live for Thee, constrained 

by love. 

Ludolf Ernst Schlicht, 1714-69. 



93 



ELLERTON. [ELLERS.] (10, 10, 10, 10, Iambic.) 



E. J. Hopkins. 




4o9 Tune 32. 

Saviour, again to Thy dear Name we 
raise [praise, 

With one accord our parting hymn of 

We stand to bless Thee ere our worship 
cease, [peace. 

Then lowly kneeling wait Thy word of 

2 Grant us Thy peace upon our home- 

ward way ; [the day ; 

With Thee began, with Thee shall end 
Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts 

from shame, [Name. 

That in this house have called upon Thy 

3 Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the 

coming night, 

Turn Thou for us its darkness into light; 

From harm and danger keep Thy chil- 
dren free, [Thee. 

For dark and light are both alike to 

4 Grant us Thy peace throughout our 

earthly life, [strife; 

Our Balm in sorrow, and our Stay in 
Then, when Thy voice shall bid our 

conflicts cease. 
Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. 
John Ellerton, b. 1826. 

440 Tune 32. 

Not worthy, Lord, to gather up the 
crumbs, [table fall, 

With trembling hand, that from Thy 
A weary, heavy-laden sinner comes 
To plead Thy promise and obey Thy call. 

2 I am not worthv to be thought Thy 

child ; 

Nor sit the last and lowest at Thy board ; 

Too long a wanderer, and too oft be- 
guiled, 

I only ask one reconciling word. 

3 And is not mercy Thy prerogative- 
Free mercy, boundless, fathomless, di- 
vine? 



Me, Lord ! the chief of sinners, me for- 
give, [Thine. 
And Thine the greater glory, only 

4 I hear Thy voice; Thou bidd'st me 

come and rest ; [feet: 

1 come, I kneel, I clasp Thy pierced 
Thou bidd'st me take my place, a wel- 
come guest [eat. 

Among Thy saints, and of Thy banquet 

5 My praise can only breathe itself in 

prayer, 
My prayer can only lose itself in Thee; 
Dwell Thou for ever in my heart, and 

there, with me. 

Lord! let me sup with Thee; sup Thou 
E. H. Bickersteth, b. 1825. 

441 Tune 32. 

True Bread of life, in pitying mercy 
given, [to feed ; 

Long famished souls to strengthen and 

Christ Jesus, Son of God, true Bread of 
heaven, [indeed. 

Thy flesh is meat, Thy blood is drink 

2 True Tree of Life ! Of Thee I eat and 

live, 
Who eateth of Thy fruit shall never d ie ; 
'T is Thinethe everlasting health to give, 
The youth and bloom of immortality. 

3 Feeding on Thee all weakness turns 

to power, [Spring; 

The sickly soul revives, like earth in 
Strength floweth on and in, each buoy- 
ant hour, 
This being seems all energy, all wing. 

4 Jesus, our dying, buried, risen Head, 
Thy Church's Life and Lord, Im- 

manuel ! [bread, 

At Thy dear Cross we find the eternal 
And in Thy empty tomb the living 

well. 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 



96 



442 Tune 32. 

Hail, Holy Spirit, bright immortal Dove! 
(Ireat Spring of light, of purity and love; 

Proceeding from the Father and the Son, 
Distinct from Both, and yet with Both 
but One. 

2 O Lord, from Thee one kind and 

quickening ray [day ; 

Will pierce the gloom and re-enkindle 
Will warm the frozen heart with love 

divine, [shine. 

And with its Maker's image make it 

3 Oh, shed Thine influence, and Thy 

power exert ; [heart ; 

Clear my dark mind, and thaw my icy 
Pour on my drowsy soul celestial day. 
And heavenly life to all its powers con- 

vev. 

Simon Browne, 16SO-173-2. 

44o Tune 32. 

Spirit of God ! descend upon my heart : 

Wean it from earth, through all its 

pulses move : Tart, 

Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou 

And make me love Thee as I ought to 

love. 

2 Teach me to feel that Thou art always 

nigh; (bear; 

Teach me the struggles of the soul to 

To check the rising doubt, the rebel 

sigh ; [prayer. 

Teach me the patience of unanswered 

3 Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels 

love, 

One holy passion filling all my frame ; 

The baptism of the heaven-descended 

Dove, [flame ! 

My heart an altar, and Thy love the 

George Croly, d. 1860. 

Qrxrx Tune 32. 

1 lift my heart to Thee, Saviour Divine, 
For Thou art all to me, and I am Thine, 
Is there on earth a closer bond than this, 
That my Beloved's mine, and I am His? 

2 Thine am I by all ties, but chiefly 

Thine, [art mine": 

That through Thy sacrifice Thou, Lord, 
By Thine own cords of love, so sweetly 

wound 
Around me, I to Thee am closely bound. 

3 To Thee, Thou bleeding Lamb, I all 

things owe : 
All that I have and am, and all I know: 
All that I have is now no longer mine, 
And I am not my own : Lord, I am 

Thine. 

4 How can I, Lord, withhold life's 

brightest hour [power? 

From Thee: or gathered gold, or any 
Why should I keep one precious thing 

from Thee, [Self for me? 

When Thou hast given Thine own dear 



5 I pray Thee, Saviour, keep me in Thy 
love, [remove 

Until death's hallowed sleep shall me 

To that fair realm, where, sin and sor- 
row o'er, [more. 

Thou and Thine own are one for ever- 

C. E. Mudie. 

44o Tune 32. 

O Holy Ghost, on this great day inspire 
Our souls, we pray, with pentecostal fire: 
Breathe Thou upon us with Thy heav- 
enly wind, 
That it refresh and purify our mind. 

2 Kindle within us and preserve that 

fire, [inspire, 

Which will with holy love our breast 
And with an active zeal our soul inflame, 
To do Thy will and glorify Thy Name. 

3 Endow us richly with Thy gifts and 

grace, 
To fit us for the duties of our plac-e ; 
So open Thou our lips, our hearts so 

raise, 
That both our hearts and lips may give 

Thee praise. 

4 As in Thy temple, keep Thou resi- 

dence [thence, 

Within our soul and never part from 
Until we're fitted and prepared by Thee 
Life to exchange for immortality. 

John Rawlett, c. 1687. 

44t) Tune 32. 

To Father, Son, and Spirit, ever blest, 
Eternal praise and worship be ad- 
dressed : [adore, 
From age to age, ye saints, His Xame 
And spread His faine, till time shall be 
no more. 

^" ' Tune 32. 

To Thee, the Lord of all, I'll humbly 
sing, [bring; 

To Thee, my Maker, glad thankofferings 
But how can language worthily display 
Thv lauds, or to Thv Xame due homage 
pay ? 

2 I've naught to give, for all I have is 

Thine: [mine; 

Thine are my soul and body, and not 
My reasoning powers, my health, my 

daily food, [art good. 

Are all Thy gifts, and show that Thou 

3 Am I a vessel unto honor made, 
'Tis all the work of love unmerited, 
Xot for my righteousness ; but mercy 

free " [ery. 

Redeemed my soul from sin and mis- 

4 Now, while on earth I stav, to Thee 

I'll live, 
And to Thy Xame alone the glory give, 
Till I, with all Thy saints, my voice 

shall raise 
And join in everlasting songs of praise. 
Anon., c. 1700. 



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448 

Our sins, our sorrows, 



Tune 32. 

Lord, were laid 

on Thee ; [have set us free ; 

Thy stripes have healed, Thy bonds 

And now Thy toil is o'er, Thy grief and 

pain [twain. 

Have passed away ; the vail is rent in 

2 E'en now our place is with Thee on 

the throne, 
For Thou abidest ever with Thine own ; 
Yet in the tomb with Thee, we watch 

for day ; 
Oh, let Thine angel roll the stone away ! 

3 Oh, bv Thy life within us, set us free ! 
Reveal the glory that is hid with Thee ! 
Glory to God the Father, God the Son, 
And'God the Holy Spirit, ever One. 

Edward Wilton Eddis, 1863. 

449 Tune 32. 

" Lord, when Thy Kingdom comes, re- 
member me ;" [ears ; 
Thus spake the dying lips to dying 
O faith, which in that darkest hour 
could see [years ; 
The promised glory of the far-off 

2 No kingly sign declares that glory 

now, " [hour; 

No ray of hope lights up that awful 

A thorny crown surrounds the bleeding 

brow, Tnot in power. 

The hands are stretched in weakness, 

3 Tet hear the word the dying Saviour 

saith, [day;" 

" Thou too shalt rest in Paradise to- 

O words of love to answer words of 

faith ! [pray ! 

O words of hope for those who live to 

4 Lord, when with dying lips my 

prayer is said, hxiay see ; 

Grant that in faith Thy Kingdom I 



And thinking on Thy Cross and bleed- 
ing head, [member me." 
May breathe my parting words, " Re- 

5 Remember me, but not my shame or 

sin ; [them all away ; 

Thy cleansing blood hath washed 

Thy precious death for me did pardon 

win ; [day. 

Thy blood redeemed me in that awful 

6 Remember me ; yet how canst thou 

forget [to Thee, 

What pain and anguish I have caused 

The Cross, the agony, the bloody sweat, 

And all the sorrow Thou didst bear 

for me? 

7 Remember me ; and ere I pass away, 
Speak Thou the assuring word that 

sets us free, [" To-day 

And make Thy promise to my heart, 
Thou too shalt rest in Paradise with 
Me." 

W. D. Maclagan, b. 1826. 
450 Tune 32. 

Weary of earth, and laden with my sin, 

1 look at heaven and long to enter in, 
But there no evil thing may find a home: 
And yet I hear a voice that bids me 

"Come." 

2 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear, 
His are the hands stretched out to draw 

me near. 
And His the blood that can for all atone, 
And set me faultless there before the 

throne. 

3 'Twas He who found me on the 

deathly wild, [Father's child, 

And made me heir of heaven, the 
And day by day, whereby my soul may 

live, 
Gives me His grace of pardon, and will 

give. 

Samuel J. Stone, b. 1829. 



98 



PAX DEI. (10, 10, 10, 10, Iambic.) 
Xi->y-. r-U-4 S 



J. B. Dykes, f 1876. 




451 Tune 32. 

Not what I am, O Lord, but what Thou 

art ! [rest ; 

That, that alone can be my soul's true 

Thy love, not mine, bids fear and doubt 

depart, [breast. 

And scills the tempest of my tossing 

2 Thy Name is Love ; — I hear it from 

yon Cross, I tomb; 

Thy Name is Love ; — I read it in yon 
All meaner love is perishable dross, 
But this shall light me through time's 

thickest gloom. 

3 More of Thyself, oh, show me hour by 

hour, ' [Lord ; 

More of Thy glory, O my God and 

More of Thyself in "all Thy grace and 

power, [nateWord! 

More of Thy love and truth, Incar- 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 

452 Tune 32. 

Yes, I do feel, my God, that I am Thine ; 

Thou art my joy, — myself, mine only 

grief; ' (shrine,— 

Hear my complaint, low bending at Thy 

"Lord, I believe; help Thou mine 

unbelief." 

2 Unworthy even to approach so near, 
My soul lies trembling like a sum- 
mer's leaf; [fear, 

Yet, oh, forgive! I doubt not, though I 
"Lord, I believe; help Thou mine 
unbelief." 

3 True, I am weak, ah ! very weak ; but 

then [relief; 

I know the Source whence I can draw 

And, though repulsed, I still can plead 

again, — [unbelief." 

"Lord, I believe; help Thou mine 

4 Oh, draw me nearer ; for, too far away, 
The beamings of Thy brightness are 

too brief; 



While faith, though fainting, still has 
strength to pray, — [unbelief." 
"Lord, I believe f help Thou mine 
John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1S11-75. 

45 O Tune 32. 

O great Absolver, grant my soul may 
wear [prayer, 

The lowliest garb of penitence and 

That in the Father's courts my glorious 
dress [ness. 

May be the garment of Thy righteous- 

2 Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, right- 

eous Lord ; [ward, 

Thine all the merits, mine the great re- 
Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the 

golden crown, [laid down. 

Mine the life won, and Thine the life 

3 Naught can I bring, dear Lord, for all 

I owe ; 
Yet let my full heart what it can bestow; 
Like Mary's gift, let my devotion prove, 
Forgiven greatlv, how I greatly love. 
Samuel J. Stone, b. 1829. 

404 Tune 32. 

O Thou great Friend to all the sons of 

men, [below, 

Who once appeared in humblest guise 

Sin to rebuke, to break the captive's 

chain, [want and woe ! 

A.nd call Thy brethren forth from 

2 We look to Thee: Thy Spirit gives 

the light [on their way, 

Which guides the nations, groping 

Stumbling and falling in disastrous 

night, 
Yet hoping ever for the perfect day. 

3 Yes: Thou art still the Life: Thou 

art the Way [Way of heaven ; 

The holiest know, — Light, Life, and 

And they who dearest hope, and deepest 

pray, [Thou hast given. 

Toil by the light, life, way, which 

Theodore Parker, 1810-60. 



99 



KUSSIAN HYMN. (10. 10, 10, 10, Iambic.) 



Alexis Theodore Lwoffi 




*±00 Tune 32. 

Rise, crowned with light, imperial Sa- 
lem, rise! [eyes ; 

Exalt thy towering head and lift thine 

See heaven its sparkling portals wide 
display, 

And break upon thee in a flood of day. 

2 See a Jong race thy spacious courts 

adorn ; 
See future sons and daughters yet un- 
born 
In crowding ranks on every side arise, 
Demanding life, impatient for the skies. 

3 See barbarous nations at thy gates at- 

tend, 
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple 

bend ; 
See thy bright altars thronged with 

prostrate kings, [brings. 

While every land its joyful tribute 
Alexander Pope, 1G88-1744. 

450 Tune 32. 

Yes, He is risen Who is the First and 

Last ; [dead ; 

Who was and is ; Who liveth and was 

Beyond the reach of death He now has 

passed, [ous Head. 

Of the one glorious Church the glori- 

2 The tomb is empty ; so, erelong, shall 

be [pose ; 

The tombs of all who in this Christ re- 

They died with Him Who died upon 

the Tree, 
They live and rise with Him Who 

lived and rose. 

3 Death has not slain them ; they are 

freed, not slain. 
It is the gate of life, and not of death, 
That they have entered ; and the grave 

in vain 
Has tried to stifle the immortal breath. 



4 All that was death in them is now 
dissolved ; [destroy ; 

For death can only what is death's 

And, when this earth's short ages have 

revolved, [with joy. 

The disimprisoned life comes forth 

5 They are not tasting death, but taking 
rest [lay, 

On the same holy couch where Jesus 
Soon to awake all glorified and blest, 

When day has broke and shadows 
fled awaj'. 
>"^ Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 

. f ApS7 [For Tune, see next page.] 

1 rt *~' ' Tune 32. 

Abide with me ! fast falls the eventide ; 
The darkness deepens: Lord, with me 
abide! [flee, 

When other helpers fail, and comforts 
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me! 

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little 
day ; [away ; 

Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass 
Change and decay in all around I see ; 
O Thou Who changest not, abide with 
rne! 

3 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing 
word, [pies, Lord, 

But as Thou dwelt'st with Thy disci- 
Familiar, condescending, patient, free, 
Come, not to sojourn, but abide with me. 

4 Come not in terrors as the King of 
kings, [Thy wings ; 

But kind and good, with healing on 
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea ; 
O Friend of sinners, thus abide with me! 

5 I need Thy presence every passing 
hour: [er's power? 

What but Thy grace can foil the tempt- 

Who like Thyself my Guide and Stay 

can be? [with me: 

Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide 



lOO 



EVENTIDE. (10, 10, 10, 10, Iambic.) 



W. H. Monk. 




6 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to 

bless: [ness. 

Ills have no weight, and tears no bitter- 
Where is death's sting? where, grave, 

thy victory? 

1 triumph still, if Thou abide with me ! 

7 Hold Thou Thy Cross before my clos- 

ing eyes, [to the skies : 

Shine through the gloom, and point me 
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's 

vain shadows flee ; 
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me ! 
Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1S4T: . 

400 Tune 32. 

Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime ! 

In full activity of zeal and power ; 
A Christian cannot die before his time ; 

The Lord's appointment is the ser- 
vant's hour. 

2 Go to the grave ; at noon from labor 

cease ; [is done : 

Rest on thy sheaves, thy harvest-task 

Come from the heat of battle, and in 

peace, [is won. 

Soldier ! go home ; with thee the fight 

3 Go to the grave, for there Thy Saviour 

lay [high ; 

In death's embraces, ere He rose on 

And all the ransomed, by that narrow 

way, 
Pass to eternal life beyond the sky. 

4 Go to the grave? no, take thy seat 

above ! [Lord, 

Be thy pure spirit present with the 
"Where thou for faith and hope hast per- 
fect love, 
And open vision for the written word. 
Janies Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

459 Tune 32. 

Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face ! 

Here faith can touch and handle things 

unseen ; [Thy grace, 

Here would I grasp with firmer hand 

And all my weariness upon Thee lean. 



2 Here would I feed upon the bread of 

God ; [of heaven ; 

Here drink with Thee the royal wine 

Here would I lay aside each earthly 

load; [given. 

Here taste afresh the calm of sin for- 

3 I have no help but Thine; nor do I 

need 
Another arm save Thine to lean upon ; 
It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed; 
My strength is in Thy might, Thy 

might alone. 

4 Mine is the sin, but Thine the right- 

eousness ; [ing blood ; 

Mine is the guirt, but Thine the cleans- 
Here is my robe, my refuge, and my 
peace — [Lord, my God. 

Thy blood, Thy righteousness, O 
" Horatius Bonar, 1S08-89. 

460 Tune 32. 

Teach me to do the thing that pleaseth 

Thee ; [move ; 

Thou art my God, in Thee I live and 

Oh, let Thy loving Spirit lead me forth 

Into the land of righteousness and 

love. 

2 Thy love the law and impulse of my 

"soul, [plea. 

Thy righteousness its fitness and its 

Thy loving Spirit mercy's sweet control 

To make me liker, draw me nearer 

Thee. 

3 My highest hope to be where, Lord, 

Thou art, [gain, 

To lose nivself in Thee inv richest 
To do Thy will the habit of my heart, 
To grieve the Spirit my severest pain. 

4 Thy smile my sunshine, all my peace 

from thence, [destroy? 

From self alone what could that peace 

Thy joy my sorrow at the least offence. 

My sorrow that I am not more Thy 

■ joy. 

John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1811-75. 



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Trv -'- L Tune 32. 

O Lord, Who by Thy presence hast 

made light [day. 

The heat and burden of the toilsome 

Be with us also in the silent night, 

Be with us when the daylight fades 

away. 

2 Come then, O Lord, and deign to be 

our Guest, 
After the day's confusion, toil and din; 
Oh, come to bring us peace and joy and 

rest, 
To give salvation and to pardon sin ! 

3 Bind up the wounds, assuage the 

aching smart, [past, 

Left in each bosom from the day just 
And let us on a Father's loving heart 
Forget our griefs, and find sweet rest 
at last. 

Richard Massie. tr., b. 1800. 

462 Tune 32. 

Lord, I am come ! Thy promise is my 

plea, [ture nigh ! 

Without Thy words I durst not ven- 

But Thou hast called the burdened soul 

to Thee, 

A weary, burdened soul, O Lord, am I! 

2 Bowed down beneath a heavy load of 

sin, " [prest, 

By Satan's fierce temptations sorely 

Beset without, and full of fears within, 

Trembling and faint I come to Thee 

for rest. 

3 Be Thou my Refuge,Lord,my Hiding- 

place; " [side; 

I know no force can tear me from Thy 

Unmoved I then all my accusers face/ 

And answer every charge w r ith — 

''Jesus died." 

John Newton, 1725-1807. 



40O Tune 32. 

Christ's love produces love; and, kin- 
dled thus, [loved us, 

Love fires our hearts, because He first 

When that all-conquering love is shed 
abroad, 

Our souls within us magnify the Lord. 

2 Lord, may Thy love with gratitude 

inspire [sire: 

Our souls, and to Thy Name be our de- 
We Thee entreat to form us to Thy 

praise, 
And all that's carnal wholly to erase. 

3 If we Thy rich forgiveness daily 

prove/ [love: 

This will unite us, Lord, to Thee in 

O make us all devoted unto Thee: [be. 

Let us Thv chaste and faithful followers 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

464 Tune 32. 

At last he's blest who by the Saviour's 
blood [heir of God; 

Was cleansed while here, and made an 

E'en now the acceptable year draws 
nigh, [joy. 

The day which turns our sorrows into 

2 At last God's servants ceaseless joy 

shall reap, [and weep ; 

Who, bearing precious seed, go forth 
If they 'midst suffering faithful here 

abide, 
They shall with Jesus there be glorified. 

3 My soul, though here by various trials 

proved, [loved: 

Believe that by Thy Saviour thou art 
Submit thy wiil to His; with patienoe 

wait; [late. 

He soon to perfect bliss will thee trans- 
Chr. A. Bernstein, d. 1G99. 



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^ v -'<-' Tune 33. 

Fairest Lord Jesus, 

Ruler of all nature. 
Thou of God and man the Son ! 

Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honor, 

Thou, my soul's Glory, Joy and Crown. 

2 Fair are the meadows, 
Fairer still the woodlands, 

Robed in the blooming garb of Spring: 
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer, 
Who makes the woeful heart to sing. 

3 Fair is the sunshine, 
Fairer still the moonlight, 

And fair the twinkling, starry host : 
Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines 

purer. 
Than all the angels heaven can boast. 



4 Fair are the flowers. 
Fairer are earth's children 

When viewed in youth's unclouded day: 
Yet they must perish, all will soon 
Jesus alone abides for aye. [vanish, 

5 Earth's fairest beauty / 
Heaven's brightest splend or 

In Jesus Christ unfolded see: 
All that here shineth, quickly de- 
Before His spotless purity. [clineth 

6 Source of all blessing, 
He with us abideth; 

Sorrow and sin He driveth hence : 
Jesus, we pray Thee, on us ha ve mercy, 
Xe'er vail Thy smiling countenance. 
Crusaders' Hymn, 13th Centurv ; Stanzas 1-3, 
N. S. Willis, tr. ; Stanzas, 4-6, F. W. Det- 



terer, tr., 1890. 



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400 Tune 36. 

What laws, my blessed Saviour, hast 

Thou broken, [spoken ? 

That so severe a sentence should be 

How hast Thou 'gainst Thy Father's 

In what offended? [will contended, 

2 With scourges, blows, and spitting, 

they reviled Thee : 
They crowned Thy brow with thorns, 

while King they styled Thee ; 
When, faint with pains," Thy tortured 

body suffered, 
Then gall they offered. 

3 Say! wherefore thus by woes wast 

Thou surrounded ? 
Ah ! Lord, for my transgressions Thou 

wast wounded, 
God took the guilt from me, who should 
On Thee He laid it. [have paid it ; 

4 O wondrous grace, all earthly love 

exceeding, [is bleeding ; 

The Shepherd for His wandering sheep 

The Master pays for servants' misbe- 

That loving^Saviour. [havior, 



5 But oh! the depth of love beyond 

comparing, 
That brought Thee down from heaven, 

our burden bearing! 
I taste all peace and joy that life can 
Whilst Thou must suffer. [offer, 

6 Eternal King ! in power and love ex- 

celling, 
Fain would my heart and mouth Thy 

praise be telling ; 
But how can man's weak powers at all 

come nigh Thee, 
How magnify Thee ? 

7 Such wondrous love would baffle my 

endeavor 
To find its equal, should I strive forever : 
How should my works, could I in all 
Ever repay Thee ! [obey Thee, 

8 Yet this shall please Thee, if devoutly 

trying [denying, 

To keep Thy laws, mine own wrong will 

I watch my heart, lest sin again ensnare 

And from Thee tear it. [it 



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9 But since I have not strength to flee 

temptation 
And crucify each sinful inclination, 
Oh, let Thy Spirit grace and strength 
And gently*guide me. [provide me, 

10 Then shall 1 see Thy grace and duly 

prize it ; [despise it ; 

For Thee renounce the world, for Thee 
Then of my lite Thy laws shall be the 
Thy will my pleasure. [measure, 
Johann Heerman, 1585-1647 (from Augustine, 
354-130 1 , St. 1-3 and 5-10, Frances E. Cox. , tr. ; 
St. 4, Moravian. 

4o7 Tune 3 6 . 

With deeply humbled hearts we make 
confession, [gression ; 

Lord, of our sin and manifold trans- 
But Thou art merciful, and grace un- 
In Thee is treasured. [measured 
2 Before Thy Cross we bow with self- 
conviction, [tion: 
Bewail our sins, implore Thy benedic- 
O grant forgiveness and a confirmation 
Of our salvation. 

R. Simpson, 1771-1S43. 

BARNBY'S HYMNARY, TUNE 633. (11, 



40O Tune 3 6< 

Lord of our life, and God of our salva- 
tion, [nation, 
Star of our night, and Hope of every 
Hear and receive Thy Church's suppli- 
Lord God Almighty. [cation, 

2 See round Thine ark the hungry bil- 
lows curling, [furling; 

See how Thy foes their banners are un- 
Lord, while their darts envenomed they 
are hurling, 
Thou canst preserve us. 

3 Lord, Thou canst help when earthly 
armor faileth, [assaileth, 

Lord, Thou canst save when deadly sin 
Lord, o'er Thy Rock nor death nor hell 
prevaileth : 
Grant us Thy peace, Lord. 

4 Peace in our hearts, our evil thoughts 
assuaging, [are engaging, 

Peace in Thy Church, where brothers 

Peace, when the world its busy war is 

Send us, O Saviour. [waging; 

, 11, 11, 5, Iambic.) Joseph Barnby. 




104 



5 Grant us Thy help till foes are back- 
ward driven, [be forgiven, 
Grant them Thy truth, that they may 
Grant peace on earth, and after we have 
Peace in Thy heaven. [striven, 

Philip Pusey, 1799-1855. 

4oy Tune 36 

Xow God be with us, for the night is 

closing, [posing ; 

The light and darkness are of His dis- 

And 'neath His shadow here to rest we 

For He will shield us. lyield us, 

2 Let evil thoughts and spirits flee be- 
fore us ; [o'erus; 
Till morning cometh, watch, O Father! 
In soul and body Thou from harm de- 
Thine angels send us. [fend us, 



j 3 Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep 
o'ertakes us ; rmorning wakes us ; 
| Our earliest thoughts be Thine when 
; All sick and mourners, we to Thee com- 
mend them. 
Do Thou befriend them. 

4 We have no refuge, none on earth to 

aid us, Thast made us ; 

But Thee, O Father! Who Thine own 

But Thy dear presence will not leave 

Who seek Thee only, [them lonely, 

5 Father, Thy Xame be praised. Thy 

Kingdom given ; [heaven , 

Thy will be done, on earth as 'tis in 
Keep us in life ; forgive our sins ; deliver 
Us now and ever. 
Bohemian Brethren ; Catherine Winkworth, 
tr., 1829-78. 



GBEGOE'S 37TH METER \ „„.«'.., ... , 

Da* wahre Vhriuenthum. > (6, o, 6, o, 6, o, 6, o, Iamhic ) 



Grimm's Chorale Book, 1755. 




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470 Tune 3-; 

My portion is the Lord ; 

I seek His favor, 
And in His Xame and word 

Confide for ever : 
Naught in the world to me 

Can yield such pleasure, 
As to be found in Thee, 

O Christ, my Treasure. 

2 He gives me for my tears, 
His oil of gladness; 

Delivers, heals, and cheers, 

Dispels my sadness ; 
In all my sinfulness, 

His great compassion 
Prompts Him to grant me peace, 

And consolation. 

3 Therefore I'll humbly cleave 
To my Creator, 

Who, that my soul might live, 

Assumed my nature, 
Redeemed me* by His blood 

And bitter passion ; 



p -rrr -f r 

Thanks to the Lamb ot God 
For my salvation. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

471 Tune 37. 

My happy lot is here 

The Lamb to follow ; 
Be my heart's only care 

Each step to hallow. 
And thus await the time 

When Christ, my Saviour, 
Will call me home, with Him 

To live for ever. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

47 <£ Tune 37. 

O Church, thy strength abide 

Joy in thy Saviour ; 
Thy Friend Himself draws near, 

Come, taste His favor : 
Await, devout and still, 

The grace He giveth ; 
With all who seek His face 

His peace He leaveth. 

H. Louise von Ham, 1724-82. 



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(6, 6, 6, 6. Iambic.) 



Gregor's Chorale Book, VJ&i. 




38, 



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47o Tune 38# 

Thy way, not mine, O Lord, 

However dark it be ! 
Lead me by Thine own hand ; 

Choose out my path for me. 

1 dare not choose my lot: 

1 would not, if I might; 
Choose Thou for me, my God, 

So shall I walk aright. 

2 The kingdom that I seek 
Is Thine : so let the way 

That leads to it be Thine, 
Else I must surely stray. 

Take Thou my cup, and it 
With joy or sorrow fill, 

As best to Thee may seem ; 
Choose Thou my good and ill. 

3 Choose Thou for me my friends, 
My sickness or my health ; 

Choose Thou my cares for me, 

My poverty or wealth. 
Not mine, not mine the choice, 

In things or great or small ; 
Be Thou my Guide, my Strength, 

My Wisdom and my All. 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 

474 

^ ' ^* Tune 38. 

My spirit longs for Thee 

Within my troubled breast, 
Unworthy though I be 

Of so Divine a Guest. 
Of so Divine a Guest 

Unworthy though I be, 
Yet has my heart no rest 

Unless it come from Thee. 

2 Unless it come from Thee, 
In vain I look around; 

In all that I can see 

No rest is to be found. 
No rest is to be found 

But in Thy blessed love : 
O let my wish be crowned, 

And send it from above. 

John Byrom, 1691-1763. 
^ ' ° Tune 38. 

" Cheer up, desponding soul, 

Thy longing pleased I see : 
'T is part of that great whole 

Wherewith I longed for thee; 
Wherewith I longed for thee, 

And left My Father's throne, 
From death to set thee free, 

And claim thee for My own. 



2 " To claim thee for My own, 

1 suffered on the Cross : 

O were My love but known, 
All else would be as dross ; 

All else would be as dross, 
And souls, through grace divine, 

Would count their gain but loss 
To live for ever Mine." 

John Byrom, 1691-1763. 

47 b Tune 38< 

One sweetly solemn thought 

Comes to me o'er and o'er ; 
I'm nearer home to-day 

Than I have been before ; 
Nearer my Father's house, 

Where many mansions be, 
Nearer the great white throne, 

Nearer the crystal sea : 

2 Nearer the bound of life 
Where burdens are laid down ; 

Nearer to leave the cross, 
Nearer to gain the crown. 

But, lying dark between, 

And winding through the night, 

The deep and silent stream, 
Crossed ere we reach the light. 

3 Jesus, confirm my trust; 
Strengthen the hand of faith 

To feel Thee when I stand 

Upon the shore of death. 
Be near me when my feet 

Have almost gained the brink, 
For I am nearer home, 

Perhaps, than now I think. 

Phoebe Cary, d. 1S71, alt. 

4 7 f Tune 38. 

We love the place, O God, 

Wherein Thy honor dwells ; 
The joy of Thine abode 

All earthly joy excels. 
We love the word of life, 

The word that tells of peace, 
Of comfort in the strife, 

And joys that never cease. 

2 We love to sing below 
For mercies freely given ; 

But O ! we long to know 

The triumph-song of heaven. 
Lord Jesus, give us grace 

On earth to love Thee more, 
In heaven to see Thy face, 
And with Thv saints adore. 

William Bullock, 1854, and Henry W. 
Baker, 1821-77. 



106 



VIA PACTS 



Joseph Barnby. 




478 Tune 38. 

Be tranquil, O my soul ! 

Be quiet, every fear! 
Thy Father hath control, 

And He is ever near. 
Ne'er of thy lot complain, 

Whatever may befall ; 
Sickness, or care, or pain, 

'Tis well-appointed all. 

2 A Father's chastening hand 

Is leading thee along ; 
Nor distant is the land 

Where swells the immortal song. 
Oh, then, my soul, be still ! 

Await heaven's high decree; 
Seek but thy Father's will, 

It shall be well with thee. 

Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872. 

47y Tune 38. 

Hush ! blessSd are the dead 

In Jesus' arms who rest, 
And lean their weary head 

For ever on His breast. 
O beatific sight ! 

No darkling veil between, 
They see the Light of Light, 

Whom here they loved unseen. 

2 For them the wild is past, 
With all its toil and care ; 

Its withering midnight blast, 

Its fiery noonday glare. 
Them the Good Shepherd leads 

Where storms are never rife, 
In tranquil dewy meads 

Beside the Fount of Life. 

3 Ours only are the tears, 
Who weep around their tomb, 

The light of bygone years 
And shadowing years to come. 

Their voice, their touch, their smile, 
Those love-springs flowing o'er, — 

Earth for its little while 
Shall never know them more. 

4 O tender hearts and true, 
Our long last vigil kept, 

We weep and mourn for you, 
Nor blame us: Jesus wept. 

But soon at break of day 
His calm almighty voice, 

Stronger than death, shall say, 

" Awake, — arise, — rejoice." 

Edward Henry Bickersteth, b. 1825. 



480 Tune 38. 
And now this holy day 

Is drawing to its end, 
Once more to Thee, O Lord, 

Our thanks and prayers we send, 
We thank Thee for this rest 

From earthly care and strife ; 
We thank Thee for this help 

To higher, holier life. 

2 We thank Thee for Thy house; 
It is Thy palace-gate, 

Where Thou, upon Thy throne 
Of mercv, still dost wait. 

We thank 'Thee for Thy Word, 
Thy Gospel's joyful sound ; 

Oh, may its holy fruits 

Within our hearts abound ! 

3 Yet ere we go to rest, 
Father, to Thee we pray, 

Forgive the sins that stain 

E'en this Thy holy day. 
Through Jesus let the past 

Be blotted from Thy sight, 
And let us all now sleep 

At peace with Thee this night. 

E. Harland. 

481 Tune 38. 

I did Thee wrong, my God ; 
I wronged Thy truth and love ; 

1 fretted at the rod, 
Against Thy power I strove, 

Come nearer, nearer still ; 

Let not Thy light depart ; 
Bend, break this stubborn will, 

Dissolve this iron heart. 

2 Less wayward let me be, 
More pliable and mild; 

In glad simplicity 
More like a trustful child. 

Less, less of self each day, 
And more, my God, of Thee; 

Oh keep me in the way, 
However rough it be. 

3 Less of the flesh each day, 
Less of the world and sin ; 

More of Thy Son, I pray, 

More of Thyself within. 
More molded'to Thy will, 

Lord, let Thy servant be ; 
Higher and higher still, 

Liker and liker Thee. 

Horatius Bonar, 



107 



THE BLESSED ROME. (6, 6. C, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6, Iambic.) 



J. Stainer. 




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4o^5 Tune 38. 

There is a blessed home 

Beyond this land of woe, 
Where trials never come, 

Nor tears of sorrow now; 
Where faith is lost in sight, 

And patient hope is crowned, 
And everlasting light 

Its glory throws around. 

2 There is a land of peace; 
Good angels know it well ;. 

Glad songs that never cease 
Within its portals swell ; 

Around its glorious throne 
Ten thousand saints adore 

Christ, with the Father One, 
And Spirit, evermore. 

3 Oh, joy all joys beyond, 

To see the Lamb Who died, 
And count each sacred wound. 

In hands and feet and side ; 
To give to Him the praise 

Of every triumph won, 
And sing through endless days 

The great things He hath done. 

4 Look up, ye saints of God ! 
Nor fear to tread below 

The path your Saviour trod 

Of daily toil and woe ; 
Wait but a little while 

In uncomplaining love ; 
His own most gracious smile 

Shall welcome you above. 

Henry W. Baker, 1821-77. 

48J Tune 38. 

Thy Kingdom come, O God, 

Thy rule, O Christ, begin : 
Break with Thine iron rod 

The tyrannies of sin. 
Where is Thy reign of peace, 

And purity, and love? 
When shall all hatred cease, 

As in the realms above? 



2 When comes the promised time 
That war shall be no more, 

Oppression, lust and crime 
Shall flee Thy face before? 

We pray Thee, Lord, arise, 
And come in Thy great might ; 

Revive our longing eyes, 

Which languish for Thy sight. 

3 Men scorn Thy sacred Name, 
And wolves devour Thy fold; 

By many deeds of shame 

We learn that love grows cold. 

O'er heathen lands afar 
Thick darkness broodeth yet: 

Arise, O Morning Star, 
Arise, and never set. 

Lewis Hensley. 

484 Tune 38. 

Flung to the heedless winds, 

Or on the waters cast, 
The martyr's ashes, watched, 

Shall gathered be at last ; 
And from that scattered dust, 

Around us and abroad, 
Shall spring a plenteous seed 

Of witnesses for God. 

2 The Father hath received 

Their latest living breath ; 
And vain is Satan's boast 

Of victory in their death ; 
Still, still, though dead, they speak, 

And, trumpet-tongued, proclaim, 
To many a wakening land, 

The one availing Name. 
Martin Luther, 1483-1546 ; W. J. Fox, tr., 1786-1864. 

4oO Tune 38. 

Go to thy rest, fair child ! 

Go to thy dreamless bed, 
Gentle, and meek, and mild, 

With blessings on thy head. 
Fresh roses in thy hand, 

Buds on thy piilow laid, 
Haste from this blighting land, 

Where flowers so quickly fade. 



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2 Before thy heart could learn 
In waywardness to stray ; 

Before thy feet could turn 
The dark and downward way ; 

Ere sin could wound thy breast, 
Or sorrow wake the tear, 

Rise to thy home of rest 
In yon celestial sphere. 

3 Because thy smile was fair, 
Thy lip and eye so bright, 

Because thy cradle-care 
Was such a fond delight; 

Shall love, with weak embrace, 
Thy heavenward flight detain ? 

Xo, rather seek thy place 
Amid yon cherub train. 

Lydia Huntley Sigourney, 1791-1865. 

4oO Tune 38. 

My Jesus, as Thou wilt ! 

Oh, may Thv will be mine; 
Into Thy liand of love 

I would my all resign ; 



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Through sorrow, or through joy, 

Conduct me as Thy own, 
And help me still to^say, 

My Lord, Thy will be done ! 

2 My Jesus, as Thou wilt ! 
Though seen through many a tear, 

Let not my star of hope 

Grow dim or disappear ; 
Since Thou on earth hast wept, 

And sorrowed oft alone, 
If I must weep with Thee, 

My Lord, Thy will be done ! 

3 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! 
All shall be well for me ; 

Each changing future scene 

I gladly trust with Thee : 
Straight to my home above 

I travel calmly on, 
And sing, in life or death, 

My Lord, Thy will be done! 
Benjamin Schmolk, 1672-1737 ; Jane Borthwick, tr. 



/1Q7 [For Tune, see next page.l 

^O i y Tune 39. 

1 would not live alway ; I ask not to 

stay, [o'er the way; 

When storm after storm rises dark 
The few lucid mornings that dawn on 

us here, [for its cheer. 

Are enough for life's woes, full enough 

2 I would not live alway, thus fettered 

by sin ; [within : 

Temptation without, and corruption 
E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled 

with fears, [tent tears. 

And the cup of thanksgiving with peni- 



3 Who, who would live alwav, awav 

from his God ? [abode, 

Awav from yon heaven, that blissful 
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er 

the bright plains, [reigns : — 

And the noontide of glory eternally 

4 Where the saints of all ages in har- 

mony meet, [to greet ; 

Their Saviour and brethren transported 
While the anthems of rapture unceas- 
ingly roll, [the soul. 
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of 
William Augustus Muhlenberg, 1796-1877. 



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488 Tune 39. 

I'll glory in nothing but only in Jesus, 
As wounded and bruised from sin to 

release us ; [solely, 

For He is my Refuge, to Him I'll cleave 
Thus can I, like Enoch, in this world 

live holy. 

2 What though the world foameth and 

rageth with fury, glory : 

In naught but my Crucified Jesus I'll 
Beside Him, my Saviour, I'll know 

nothing ever ; [shall me sever. 
From Him, neither trials nor death 

3 My Jesus is always desirous to meet 

me, [greet me : 

Abounding in love, and in mercy to 
Above all I love Him, for He is my 

Treasure; [with pleasure. 

1 humbly adore Him and serve Him 

4 My heart's fixed on Jesus Whose love 

is so tender; 

Mylife and my all unto Him I surrender. 

He is and remaineth my soul's medita- 
tion, [summation. 

My faith's only object, till my con- 
Jo'nann Scheffler, 1624-77. 

489 Tune 39. 

O Thou, Who on earth didst the chil- 
dren receive, [ingly leave, 
And with them Thy blessing so lov- 
Come, gracious Redeemer, this favor 
impart, Ting heart. 
And take this dear infant to Thy yearn- 

2 Receive him, O Christ, as a lamb Thou 

hadst lost, [hath cost ; 

And think what a price his redemption 
Thy Name on his forehead, Thy seal on 

his breast, [impressed. 

Be by Thee, our Shepherd and Bishop, 
John Cennick, 1718-55. 



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490 Tune 39# 

Dear Saviour, we bless Thee that Thou 
wast a child, [ciled: 

And hast us thereby unto God recon- 

We thank Thee for suffering and dying 
in pain, 

For Thy being buried and rising again. 

2 We thank Thee, that Thou wilt the 

children permit [feet; 

To offer their praises and songs at Thy 
That Thou, Lord, dost deign their peti- 
tions to hear, [art near. 
And always to help them and save them 

3 Thou wilt be our Saviour, Redeemer, 

and Friend, [end: 

Grant we may abide in Thy love to the 

O render us truly obedientTto Thee, [be. 

That we Thy dear children forever may 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

491 Tune 39. 

To God, our Immanuel, made flesh as 
we are, [most dear, 

Our Friend, our Redeemer, and Brother 

Be honor and glory. Let with one 
accord [the Lord. 

All people say, Amen ! Give praise to 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

492 Tune 39. 

O that we with gladness of spirit for 
ever [Saviour ; 

Adored and praised our Crucified 

O might each pulsation thanksgiving 
express, [of praise. 

And each breath we draw be an anthem 

2 The Lamb, Who by blood our salva- 
tion obtained, [sustained, 
Took on Him our curse and death freely 
Is worthy of praises ; let with one accord 
All people sa}', Amen ! O praise ye the 
Lord! 

Christian Gregor, 1723 180L 



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*±yd Tune 39. 

What brought us together, what joined 
our hearts? [priest, imparts: 

The pardon which Jesus, our High- 

'Tis this which cements the disciples of 
Christ, 

Who are into one by the Spirit baptized. 

2 Is this our high calling, harmonious 

to dwell, [praises to tell, 

And thus in sweet concert Christ's 
In peace and blest union our moments 

to spend, [Friend? 

And live in communion with Jesus our 

3 O yes, having found in the Lord our 

delight, [night ; 

He is our chief object by day and by 
This knits us together, ~no longer we 

roam, [our home. 

We all have one Father, and heaven is 

L. E. Schlicht, 1714-69. 
4cJ4 Tune 39. 

Lord, grant us, though deeply abased 
with shame, [Thy Name ; 

With true Christian courage to act in 

In Thy blessed work may we always 
abound, [crowned. 

And let w^ith success all our labor be 

2 Give grace, that as brethren we join 

hands in love, 
Engaging to Thee ever faithful to prove, 
Where'er to Thy service appointed we 

stand, [mand. 

To sow or to reap, at Thy call and com- 
L. E. Schlicht and Zinzendorf. 

495 Tune 39. 

With hearts and with voices, O praise 
ye the Lord, [His word ; 

Man's foes He has conquered, fulfilling 

He lives Who was dead, and now rules 
in His might, 

Let all in their loud hallelujahs unite. 



Hell's host He has conquered, has 
broken sin's chain ; [dom to gain ; 
Led death, too, His captive, man's free- 
As Prince of earth's peace, He now 
reigns on His throne; His own. 
Once bond-slaves of Satan, He claims us 

3 Man's debt has been paid, for man's 

Surety has died ; 
God's Lamb has been slain, and His 

blood been applied ; [lost race, 
Redemption's accomplished for Adam's 
For Jesus has risen, attesting God's 

grace. 

4 Then bless the great Conqueror with 

heart and with song ; 
He now ever liveth, His praises prolong; 
In us, living Lord, be Thy home ever 

found, [sound. 

Till earth's hallelujahs in heaven re- 

J. D. Herrnschmidt, 1675-1723. 
490 Tune 39. 

More holiness give me, more strivings 
within ; [for sin ; 

More patience in suffering, more sorrow 

More faith in my Saviour, more sense 
of His care ; [in prayer. 

More joy in His service, more purpose 

2 More gratitude give me, more trust in 

the Lord ; [His word ; 

More pride in His glory, more hope in 
More tears for His sorrows, more pain 

at His grief; [relief. 

More meekness in trial, more praise for 

3 More purity give me, more strength 

to o'ercome ; [longings for home ; 
More freedom from earth-stains, more 
More fit for the Kingdom, more used 

would I be ; [like Thee. 

More blessed and holy ; more, Saviour, 
Philip P. Bliss, 183&-76, 



111 



GREGOR'S 39TH METRE, (C.) \ 
Ich liebe Dich herzlich, O Jesu, ) 



Grimm's Chorale Book, 1755. 




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497 Tune 39. 

Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide Thou 
with me; [for Thee; 

Come, gladden my spirit that waiteth 

Thy smile every "shadow shall chase 
from my heart, [be the smart. 

And soothe every sorrow, though keen 

2 Without Thee but weakness, with 

Thee I am strong ; [my Song ; 

By day Thou shalt lead me, by night be 
Though dangers surround me, I still 

every fear, [Helper, art near. 

Since Thou, the Most Mighty, my 

3 Thy love, oh, how faithful ! so tender, 

"so pure ! [fast and sure ! 

Thy promise, faith's anchor, how stead- 
That love, like sweet sunshine, my cold 
heart can warm, [the s"torm. 

That promise make steady my soul in 

4 Breathe, breathe on my spirit, oft 

ruffled, Thy peace : [heart cease ; 
From restless, vain wishes, bid Thou my 
In Thee all its longings henceforward 

shall end, [shall ascend. 

Till, glad, to Thy presence my soul 

5 Oh, then blessed Jesus, Who once for 

me died, [from Thy side, 

Made clean in the Fountain that gushed 

1 shall see Thv full glory, Thy face shall 

behold, [untold! 

And praise Thee with raptures for ever 

Ray Palmer, 1308-87. 

498 Tune 39. 

eves that are weary, and hearts that 

are sore ! [more ! 

Look off unto Jesus, now sorrow no 
The light of His countenance shineth so 

bright, [no night. 

That here, as in heaven, there need be 

2 While looking to Jesus, my heart can- 

not fear ; Tnear ; 

1 tremble no more when I see Jesus 



I know that His presence my safeguard 
will be, " [unto me. 

For, "Why are you troubled?" Hesaith 

3 Still looking to Jesus, oh, may I be 

found, [me round ; 

When Jordan's dark waters encompass 
Thev bear me away in His presence to be; 
I see Him still nearer, Whom always I 

see. 

4 Then, then shall I know the full 

beauty and grace [to face ; 

Of Jesus, ray Lord.. when I stand face 
Shall know 'how His love went before 

me each day, [away. 

And wonder that ever mv eves turned 
John Nelson Darby, d. 1882. 

499 Tune 39. 

The Lord is mv Shepherd ; no want shall 
I know; [rest; 

1 feed in green pastures ; safe folded I 
He leadeth mv soul where the still 

waters flow, [when opprest. 

Restores me when wandering, redeems 

2 Through the vallev and shadow of 

death though I stray, [fear; 

Since Thou art mv Guardian, no evil I 
Thv rod shall defend me, Thy staff be 

my stay ; [near. 

Xo harm shall befall with my Comforter 

3 In the midst of affliction my table is 

spread ; [runneth o'er ; 

With blessings unmeasured my cup 
With perfume and oil Thou anointest 

mv head ; [more? 

Oh, what shall I ask of Thy providence 

4 Let goodness and mercy, my boun- 

tiful God ! [above; 

Still follow mv steps till I meet Thee 
I seek, bv the path which my forefathers 

trod [Kingdom of love. 

Through the land of their sojourn, Thy 
James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 



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? William Croft; Playford's Supplement, 1708. 




500 Tune 39. 

Father of mercy, be ever adored ; 
Thy love was displayed in sending our 

Lord, [we praise 

To ransom and bless us : Thy goodness 
For sending in Jesus salvation by grace. 

2 Most merciful Saviour, Who deignedst 

to die, [to buy. 

Our curse to remove, and our pardon to 
Accept our thanksgiving, Almighty to 

save. 
Who openest heaven to all that believe. 

3 O Spirit of wisdom, of love, and of 

power. . [we adore; 

We prove Thy blest influence, Thy grace 
Whose inward revealing applies our 

Lord's blood. 
Attesting and sealing us children of God. 
Cnarles Wesley, 170S-88. 

001 Tune 39. 

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the 
Lord, [word ! 

Is laid for your faith, in His excellent 

What more" can He sav, than to you He 
hath said; " [fled? 

You, who unto Jesus for refuge have 

2 "Fear not, I am with thee, oh ! be not 

dismayed ; [aid ; 

I, I am thy God. anrl will still give thee 
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause 

thee to stand, [hand, j 

Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent 

3 '"When through the deep waters I 

call thee to go, [flow ; 

The rivers of woe shall not thee over- 
For I will be with thee, thy trouble to I 

bless, [tress. 

And sanctify to thee thy deepest dis- 

4 " When through fiery trials thy path- 

way shall lie, [supply ; 

My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy 



The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only 

design [refine. 

Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to 

5 "E'en down to old age all My people 

shall prove * [love ; 

My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable 
And when hoary hairs shall their tem- 
ples adorn, [be borne. 
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom 

6 "The soul that on Jesus hath leaned 

for repose 

1 will not, I will not desert to His foes; 
That soul, though all hell should en- 
deavor to shake, 

IT1 never, no never, no never forsake." 
George Keith, c. 17?7. 

502 Tune 39. 

Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on 
our way ;" [our stay : 

The Lord is our Leader, His word is 

Though suffering, and sorrow, and trial 
be near. [we fear? 

The Lord is our Refuge, and whom can 

2 He raiseth the fallen, He cheereth the 

faint ; [their complaint ; 

The weak and opprest — He will hear 
The way may be weary, and thorny the 

road, " [God ! 

But how can we falter? — our help is in 

3 And to His green pastures our foot- 

steps He leads ; [feeds ! 

His flock in the desert how kindly He 
The lambs in His bosom He tenderly 

bears, [from the snares. 

And brings back the wanderers all safe 

4 Though clouds may surround us. our 

God is our Light ; [is our Might ; 
Thoush storms rage around us, our God 
So, faint yet pursuing, still onward we 

come; [our home! 

The Lord is our Leader, and heaven is 

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OUo Tune 39. 

Ye servants of God, your great Master 
proclaim, [Name: 

And publish abroad His most excellent 
The Name, all victorious, of Jesus extol, 
His Kingdom is glorious, He rules over 
all. 

2 God ruleth in heaven, almighty to 

save, [have : 

And yet He is with us, His presence we 
The great Congregation His triumphs 

shall sing, 
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. 

3 Salvation be brought unto God on the 

throne, [Son ; 

Let all sing rejoicing, and honor the 
The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, 
Fail down on their faces and worship 

the Lamb. 

4 Then let us adore Him and give Him 

His right, [might, 

All glory, and power, and wisdom, and 
And honor, and blessing, with angels 

above, [love. 

And thanks never ceasing for infinite 
Charles Wesley, 1708-88, alt. 

504 Tune 39. 

The voice of free grace cries escape to i 
the mountain, [a Fountain, ; 

For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened , 

For sin and uncleanness and every 
transgression, [of salvation, j 

His blood flows most freely in streams J 

2 Ye souls that are wounded! O flee to | 

the Saviour ; [favor ; j 

He calls you in mercy— 'tis infinite I 

Tho'yoursins be as scarlet — escape to the I 

"mountain— [from this Fountain, j 

That blood can remove them, whichflows ; 

3 O Jesus ! ride onward, triumphantly 

glorious ; [than victorious ; 

O'er sin, death and hell Thou'rt more 



Thy Name is the theme of the great Con- 
gregation, [salvation. 
While angels and men raise the shout of 

4 With joy shall we stand when escaped 

to that shore ; 
With our harps in our hands we will 

praise Him the more ; 
We'll ransre the sweet plains on the 

banks of the river, 
And sing of salvation for ever and ever. 

Thornby. 

OOO Tune 39. 

O Father Almighty, to Thee be ad- 
dressed, [ever blest, 

With Christ and the Spirit, One God 

All glory and worship, from earth and 
from heaven, [given. 

As was, and is now, and shall ever be 

OOO Tune 39. 

Begone,unbelief; for my Saviour is near, 
And for my relief He will surely appear ; 
By prayer let me wrestle, and" He will 
perform ; [storm. 

With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the 

2 Though dark be my way, yet since He 

is my Guide, [vide; 

'Tis mine'to obey, and 'tis His to pro- 
Though cisterns be broken, and crea- 
tures all fail, [prevail. 
The word He hath spoken will surely 

3 His love in times past me forbiddeth 

to think, 
He'll leave me at last unrelieved to sink ; 
Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, 
Confirms His good pleasure to help me 

quite through. 

4 Why should I complain then of want 

or distress, [less; 

Temptation or pain? for He told me no 
The heirs of salvation, I know from His 

word, [their Lord. 

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ceive, [might live : 

Which Jesus drank up that poor sinners 
His way was much rougher and darker 

than mine, [repine? 

Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I 

6 Since all that I meet with shall work 

for my good, [food : 

The bitter is sweet and the medicine is 
Though painful at present, 'twill cease 

before long. [queror's song. 

And then, O how pleasant the con- 
John Newton, 1725-1807. 
507 Tune 39. 

Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly 

sing ! " . [dread King'! 

Come, see in the manger the angels' 
To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord! 
Oh, come ye, come hither to worship 

the Lord ! 

2 True Son of the Father, He comes 

from the skies ; [despise. 

To be born of a virgin, He doth not 
To Bethlehem hasten, etc. 

3 Hark, hark to the angels ! all singing 

in heaven, [given ! " 

" To God in the highest, all glory be 
To Bethlehem hasten, etc. 

4 To Thee, then, O Jesus, this dav of 

Thy birth, [earth ; 

Be glory and honor through heaven and 
True Godhead Incarnate, Omnipotent 

Word ! [Lord ! 

Oh, come let us hasten to worship the 
From the Latin ; Edward Caswall, tr., 1814-78. 



508 Tune 39. 

Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye ; for why will 

ye die. [high? 

When God in great mercy is coming so 
Now Jesus invites yon, the Spirit says, 

"Come!" [home. 

And angels are waiting to welcome you 

2 How vain the delusion, that while 

you delay. [staying awav ! 

Your' hearts 'must grow' better by 
Come wretched, come starving, come 

just as you be, [so free. 

While streams of salvation are flowing 

3 And now Christ is ready your souls 

to receive; " [believe? 

Oh ! how can you question, if you will 
If sin is your burden, why will you 

not come ? [you come home. 

'T is you He bids welcome; He bids 

4 In riches, in pleasures, what can you 

obtain, [your pain ? 

To soothe your affliction, 'or banish 
To bear up your spirit when summoned 

to die, [high? 

Or waft you to mansions of glory on 

5 Why will you be starving, and feed- 

ing on "air? [spare: 

There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to 

If still you are doubting, make trial and 

see, [and free. 

j And prove that His mercy is boundless 

Josiah Hopkins, d. 1862. 
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Thou, sore opprest, the sabbath-rest 
In yon still grave art keeping: 

All Thy labor now is done, 
Past is all Thy weeping. 

2 The strife is o'er, naught hurts Thee 
The heart at last has slumbered [more: 

That in conflict sore for us 

Bore our sins unnumbered. 

3 Thou awful tomb, once filled with 
How blessed and how holy [gloom, 

Art thou now, since in the grave 
Slept the Saviour lowly ! 

4 How calm and blest the dead now rest 
Who in the Lord departed: 

All their works do follow them, 
Yea, they sleep glad-hearted ! 

GREGOR'S 46TH METRE. 
Jesu, rufe mich. 



5 O lead us Thou to rest e'en now 
With all who, sorely anguished 

'Neath the burden of their sins, 
Long in woe have languished. 

Viktor Strauss, 18-; Catharine 
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

OlU Tune 45. 

Weep, Zion, weep, in death's deep sleep 
Your King His head has bowed ; 

Closed are those lips, whence late 
Truth and mercy flowed. 

2 In strains of woe our songs shall flow ; 
What love is here displayed ; 

See God's dear and only Son 
To a tomb conveyed. 

3 Yet, O rejoice with heart and voice, 
Soon will He rise most glorious ; 

And at the right hand of God 
Seat Himself victorious. 

Chr. I. La Trobe and J. Worthington. 



Adam Drese, 1698. 




Oil Tune 46. 

Jesus, call Thou me, from the world to 
Speed me ever, stay me never ; [Thee ; 
Jesus call Thou me. 

2 Xot Jerusalem— lowly Bethlehem 
'Twas that gave us Christ to save us ; 

Not Jerusalem. 

3 Favored Bethlehem ! honored is that 
Thence came Jesus to release us; [name; 

Favored Bethlehem ! 



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heart of mine ; 
Keep it burning, for Thee yearning, 
Wondrous Child Divine ! 

5 Do not me reject ; let Thy light reflect 
From me ever, blessed Saviour ; 

Do not me reject. 

6 O that look of love! may I here, above, 
Give Thee blessing never ceasing, 

For that look of love. 

Adam Drese, 1630-1718; 8. C. Chitty, tr., 1890. 



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Ol«a Tune 54. 

Courage, my sorely tempted heart ! 
Break through thy woes, forget their 

smart; 
Come forth, and on thyBridegroom gaze, 
The Lamb of God, the Fount of grace ; 

Here is Thy peace ! 
2 His arms are open ; thither flee ! 
There rest and peace are waiting thee, 
The deathless crown of righteousness, 
The entrance to eternal bliss ; 

He gives thee this ! 



3 Then combat well, of naught afraid, 
For this His follower thou art made : 
Each battle teaches thee to fight, 
Each foe to be a braver knight, 

Armed with His might. 

4 Christ's word hath still its glorious 
The noblest chivalry is ours ; [powers, 

Thou for Whom to die is gain. 

1 bring Thee here my all ; oh deign 

To accept and reign. 

Justus Henning Boehmer, 167J-1749 ; 
Catherine Winkworth, Or., 1829-78. 



GREGOR'S 56TH METRE 
Ich wiWs wayen. 



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Dl3 Tune 56. 

We, O Jesus :j|: claim Thy special care, 
Lord, preserve us :|l: from each hurtful 

May our hearts and senses be [snare; 

Fixed, in true simplicity, [bear. 

On the sufferings :P: Thou for us didst 
2 F/s deliver :||: from the world and sin, 
Let Thy Spirit :||: rule alone within ; 



Every vain desire control, 
And in spirit, body, soul, 
Sanctify us :]|: by Thy grace divine. 

3 In temptation :||: may we firmly stand, 
Ever watchful,: iJrasThou dost command: 

Without Thee we naught can do ; 

Strengthen and support us too 
In all trials :]|:by Thy mighty hand. 



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4 Fix Thy temple, :||; Saviour, in each 
breast; 

Undisturbed :||: be our peace and rest; 
Let us on Thy merits feed, 
In the path of grace proceed, 

Be, in union : : with Thee, ever blest. 

James Allen, 1734-1804. 

514 Tune 56. 

They who hunger:": after Christ, are fed, 
All the thirsty : : to life's fountain led : 
He the needy doth supply 
With good things abundantly ; 
From His fullness: |:they are nourished. 

2 Since He welcomes :[: every soul dis- 
tressed, 
And has promised :||: to the weary rest, 

At His call we now draw nigh ; 

He invites each graciously, [My feast. ' ' 
" Come, poor sinner, : : come and share 

F. W. Foster, 1760-183-5. 

515 Tune 56. 

Ye who called :J|: to Christ's service are, 
Join together: :both in work and prayer : 
Venture all on Him, our Lord 
Who assures us in His word, 
We are always : ': objects of His care. 

2 Showers of blessing :|j: from the Lord 

proceed, [need ; 

Strength supplying :]|: in the time of 

For no servant of our King 

Ever lacked anything ; 
He will never : : break the bruised reed. 

3 Lord, have mercy :|): on each land and 

place, [of grace ; 

Where Thy servants :i|: preach the word 
Life and" power on them bestow, 
Them with needful strength endow, 
That with boldness :Jj: they may Thee 
confess. 

4 May we faithful :||: in our service be, 
Truly careful : : in our ministry ; 

Keep us to Thy Church fast bound, 
In the faith preserve us sound, [Thee. 
Often weeping : : grateful tears 'fore 
L. E. Schlicht and J. Gambold. 

5lD Tune 56. 

BlessM Saviour, :J|: with love's sacred 

fire, [spire ; 

We entreat Thee, :||: all our souls in- 

By Thy death O set us free 

From sin*s cruel slavery; 

Then to serve Thee:||: will be our desire. 

2 Chains of darkness, :: wherewith men 

are bound, 

Now are broken, : ".: and a Help is found ; 
They who gladly would be free, 
May by Christ delivered be; 

This to sinners :, : is a joyful sound. 

3 Naught but blessings :||: He for us 

intends, 

And His mercy :!|: never, never ends ; 
Let us look unto the Cross, 
Where He died to ransom us, 

On that offering :|J: faith alone depends. 



4 As Thy chosen :J|: blood-bought prop- 
erty, [Lamb, but Thee ; 
We'll know nothing, : : slaughtered 

Thou shalt be our Lord and God ; 

Of redemption in Thy blood 
To all nations : ': we will testifv. 

L. E. Schlicht, 1714-69. 

517 Tune 56# 

Blessed Jesus, : : all our hearts incline 
Thee to follow : : where Thy footsteps 

At all times and everywhere [shine; 

May our words and actions bear 
A resemblance, :fl: gracious Lord, to 
Thine. c. L. von Pfeil, 1712-84. 

518 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 58 
O Thou, Whose goodness words can 

ne'er express, 
Daily lift up on us Thy loving face, 
Let Thy gracious presence surround us 
ever, [favor 

As though our longing eyes enjoyed the 
Thee to behold. 

2 Grant that we all, both young and old, 

may prove 
True witnesses of Thy redeeming love; 
Showing forth Thy praises, may we 

adore Thee, ' [before Thee, 

And humbly walk in grace and truth 
Till we go hence. 

3 May'st Thou with us Thy gracious 

"aim obtain ; [victory gain : 

Grant that Thy Church may constant 
May we, truly" conscious that we are 

needy, 
To look to Thee in faith be always ready, 

And trust Thy power. 
i Might every one who knows us, 
clearly trace, [grace: 

In all Thy people unction, truth and 
That whoe'er approaches Thy Congre- 
gation, [suasion, 
May feel, and own it from a clear per- 
"The Lord is here." 

Chr. Gregor, 1723-1801. 

519 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 58. 
Redeemer of mankind, God of all grace, 
Pour fire and spirit on Thy witnesses, 
Preaching Thy salvation, by love con- 
strained; [be gained 

Thus thousands more for Thee shall yet 
By Thy blest word. 

2 Our elders and all other servants bless, 
To all their undertakings give success; 
Gracious Lord, afford them Thy Spirit's 

unction, [function 

That they may faithfully fulfill the 
To which they're called. 

3 O may Thy ransomed people every- 

where [bear, 

Of this great truth at all times witness 
That whoe'er believeth in Christ's re- 
demption [exemption 
May find free grace and a complete 
From serving sin. 

S. Meyer and Zinzendorf. 



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GKEGOF S 58TH METRE. 1 (10 10 6 5 u 4 iambic.) 

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520 Tune 68. 

O Lamb of God, Who wast for sinners 
slain. [obtain, 

That they might pardon, life, and bliss 

Give me to experience Thy great salva- 
tion, 

And in my heart O fix Thy habitation 
For evermore. 

2 Thou know'st my inmost soul; I've 

naught to boast, [lost: 

And without Thee should be forever 
When I am neglectful, Thou dost re 

prove me, [love me, 

Yet 1 am well assured that Thou dost 
For Thou forgiv'st. 

3 How glad am I that Thou so gracious 

art, [less heart, 

That Thou dost bless my sinful, worth- 
And canst with such patience bear my 

behavior : 
wert Thou not exactly such a Saviour, 
What should I do ? 

W. Delamotte, d. 1743. 

021 Tune 58. 

Hold o'er Thy Church, Lord, Thy pro- 
tecting hand, 
And in Thy truth O may she ever stand ; 
May Thy ransomed people show forth 
Thy praises, [Jesus, 

And be * devoted to Thy Name, Lord 
Till Thou shalt come. 

2 Preserve Thy Church, Lord Jesus, 

everywhere, [may bear ; 

A.nd grant that she rich fruit for Thee 

Build her outward structure, fill her 

with glory, [adore Thee, 

And let each member praise Thee and 

And serve Thy Name. 

Zinzendorf. 1700-60. 

52<s Tune 58> 

That our Lord's views with us may be 
attained [unfeigned, 

We now commend ourselves, with faith 



To the Father's blessing, to the Son's 

favor, [ever : 

The Holy Spirit's guidance, now and 

Hearus, O Lord, zinzendorf, 1700-6O. 
523 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 58. 

i Jesus, my Lord, Thy nearness doth im- 
part [ing heart, 
Sweet peace and gladness to the long- 
Thy gracious smile infuse a jovous 
thrill, [fill, 
' And soul and body with sweet pleasure 

And thankfulness. 

J 2 We see not with our eyes Thy friendly 

face, [grace ; 

So full of kindness, love and gentle 

i But in our hearts we know that Thou 

art here, [ence near, 

For Thou canst make us feel Thy pres- 

Although unseen. 

3 Whoever makes it life's chief aim 

and end 
To have his happiness on Thee depend, 
In him a well of joy forever springs, 
And all day long his heart is glad, and 
" Who is like Thee." [sings : 

4 To meet us ever with a friendly face, 
In mercy, patience, and the kindest 

grace, 
Daily Thy rich forgiveness to bestow, 
To comfort, heal, in peace to bid us go, 
Is Thy delight. 
'• 5 Lord, for Thy rich salvation, hear our 
prayer, 
And daily give us an abounding share ; 
And let our souls in all their poverty, 
From deep-felt love be looking unto 
Till life's last end. [Thee 

6 In sorrowing hours may our o'erflow- 

ing eyes 

For comfort look to Thy dear Sacrifice ; 

And, with Thy Cross before us, may we 

find [mind, 

Thy genuine image, stamped upon our 

In constant view ! 



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7 Lord, at all times may'st Thou within 

us find 
A loving spirit and a child-like mind ; 
And from Thy wounds may we receive 

the power, [every hour, 

Through all life's weal and woe, in 
To cling to Thee. 

8 Thus, till the heavens receive us, shall 

we be [Thee ; 

Like children, finding all our joys in 
And though the tears of sorrow oft must 

fall, 
Yet if Thou to our hearts art All-in-all, 
Sweet peace will come. 

9 Thy wounded hands, dear Saviour, as 

a Friend, 
Thou dost to us in faithfulness extend ; 
At the sad sight our tears of grief must 

flow. [we go, 

And conscious shame come o'er us as 

With thankful praise. 
Christian Gregor, 1723-1801 ; Edward Reynolds, tr. 



o2A Tnne 5 8 . 

The Church of Christ, that He hath hal- 
lowed here [near, 

To be His house, is scattered far and 

In North, and South, and East, and 
West abroad ; [Christ, her Lord, 

And yet in earth and heaven, through 
The Church is one. 

2 One member knoweth not another 

here, [near; 

And yet their fellowship is true and 
One is their Saviour, and their Father 

one; [none 

One Spirit rules them, and among them 
Lives to himself. 

3 They live to Him Who bought them 

with His blood, [good; 

Baptized them with His Spirit, pure and 

And in true faith and ever-burning love, 

j Their hearts and hopes ascend, to seek 

The eternal good. [above 



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4 O Spirit of the Lord, all life is Thine; 

Now till Thy Church with life and 

power divine, [Thee, 

That many children may be born to 

And spread Thy knowledge like the 

boundless sea. 

To Christ's great praise. 

Augustus G. Spangenberg, 1704-92. 

COC [For Tune, see foot of preceding 

0<£0 - page.] Tune 58. 

Glory to the Father, 
Who in Christ Jesus [bless us, 

Doth as dear children own and richly 
World without end. 

2 Glory unto Jesus, 

The Man of sorrows, [us, 

Who suffered, died, arose, and liveth for 
That we may live. 

3 Glorv and obedience 

To the Holy Spirit, [merit 

Who glorifies 'Christ Jesus, and His 
To us applies. 

4 Lamb of God, once wounded 

For our salvation, [passion 

Let all who breathe, proclaim Thy bitter 
For evermore. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 



[For Thine, see foot of preceding 
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Tune 58. 



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Sacred Name of Jesus. 

Bo great and holy, 
That all our tongues can never praise 
Thee truly, 

'Fore Thee we bow. 

2 Saving Name of Jesus, 
In which salvation 

j Is preached to every kindred, tongue, 
and nation, 
Might all Thee know. 

3 Blessed Name of Jesus, 
How efficacious 

To save, to sanctify, and to preserve us, 
Thee we adore. 

4 Powerful Name of Jesus, 
In heaven revered, 

On earth by all believers loved and 
Glory to Thee. [feared, 

5 Name for ever sacred, 
For ever precious ; 

Let all within us echo Jesus, Jesus, 
For evermore. 

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0^7 Tune 58. 

For all Thy saints, who from their labors 
rest, [confessed, 

Who Thee by faith before the world 
Thv Name, O" Jesus, be for ever blest : 
Hallelujah! : : 

2 Thou wast their Rock, their For- 

tress, and their Might ; 

Thou, Lord, their Captain, in the well- 
fought tight ; [of light ; 

Thou, in the darkness drear, their Light 
Halleluiah ! : : 

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and bold, [old, 

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We feebly struggle, they in glory shine ; 
Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine: 
Hallelujah! : : 

5 But, lo, there breaks a yet more glori- 

ous day : [array: 

The saints triumphant rise in bright 
The King of glorv passes on His wav : 
Hallelujah! : : 

6 From earth's wide bounds, from 

ocean's farthest coast, 
Through gates of pearl streams in the 

countless host, 
Sinking to Father, Son, and Holv Ghost: 
Hallelujah ! : : 

William Walsham How, b. 1823. 



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O^" Tune 58. 

Christ, Thou the Champion of the band 

who own [known! 

Thy Cross, oh, make Thy succor quickly 

The schemes of those who long our 

blood have sought, 

Bring Thou to naught. 

2 Do Thou Thyself for us Thy children 

fight, [might 

Withstand the devil, quell his rage and 

Whate'er assails Thy members left 

Do Thou o'er throw. [below, 



3 And give us peace: peace in the 

Church and school, [rule, 

Peace to the powers who o' er oar country 

Peace to the conscience, peace within 

Do Thou impart. [the heart, 

4 So shall Thy goodness here be still 

adored, [Lord, 

Thou Guardian of Thy little flock, dear 

And heaven and earth through all 

Shall worship Thee. [eternity 

Matthias Apelles von Loewenstern, l.-)94-1648; 

Catherine Winkwortb, tr., lt>2»-/8. 



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000 Tune 61 
O praise Jehovah ! Who reignelh on 

earth and in heaven, 
Praise Him, my soul, for the ransom 
He freely hath given. 
Come, let us' sing, 

Psaltry and harp, wake and ring, — 
Praise Him with timbrel and trumpet. 

2 O praise Jehovah ! Who kindly and 

richly hath fed thee, 
Granted thee health, and so wisely and 
gently hath led thee : 
Dangers arose — 

Quickly He vanquished thy foes. 
Spreading His gracious wings o'er thee. 

3 O praise Jehovah ! Who ofttimes hath 

signally blessed thee, 
Showers of love sent from heaven when 
evil oppressed thee: 
Trust in this hour 
On His omnipotent power ; 
Loving He hastens to meet thee. 

4 O praise Jehovah ! Let all that is in 

me adore Him ; 
Children of faith— yea, let all that hath 
breath bow before Him ! 
He is thy Light, 
My soul ; give glory and might, 
Praise Him for evermore: Amen. 
Joachim jSTeander, 1640-80; S C. Chitty, tr., 1882. 

001 Tune 61 
Lamb, the once Crucified! Lion, by 

triumph surrounded ! • • 

Victim all bloody, and Hero, Who hell 
hast confounded ! 
Pain-riven heart, 
That from earth's deadliest smart 
O'er all the heavens hast bounded ! 

2 Heavenly Love, in the language of 

earth past expression ! 
Lord of all worlds, unto Whom every 
tongue owes confession ! 



Didst Thou not go, 
And under sentence of woe, 
Rescue those doomed by transgression ? 

3 Bless thou the Lord, O my soul! Who, 

thy pardon assuring^ 

Heals thy diseases, and grants thee new 
Joy amid woe, [life ever-during, 

Peace amid strife here below, 

Unto Thee ever securing. 

4 Join, O my voice, the vast chorus, 

with trembling emotion — 
Chorus of saints who, though sundered 
by land and by ocean, 
Withsweet accord 
Praise the same glorious Lord, 
One in their ceaseless devotion. 



Meta Heusser-Schweizer, b. 
Thomas C. Porter, tr. 



1797; 



Tune 68. 



o32 [For Time, see next page.] 

Jesus, who with Thee 

Can compared be? 
Source of rest and consolation, 
Life and light, and full salvation: 

Son of God, with Thee 

None compared can be. 

2 Life, Thou diedst for me ; 
From all misery 

And distress me to deliver, 
And from death to save for ever: 

I am, by Thy blood, 

Reconciled to God. 

3 Highest King and Priest, 
Prophet, Lord, and Christ, 

Thy dear scepter is embraced 
By me at Thy feet abased : 

I choose Marv's seat 

At Thy holy feet. 

4 Grant me steadiness, 
Lord, to run my race, 

Following Thee with love most tender, 
So that Satan may not hinder 

Me by craft or force : 

Further Thou my course. 



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5 By Thy Spirit's light, 
Me instruct aright, 

That I watch and pray with fervor, 
Trusting Thee, my soul's Preserver: 

Love unfeigned, O Lord, 

Unto me afford. 

6 When I hence depart, 
Strengthen Thou my heart, 

And into Thy realms convey me, 
In Thy righteousness array me, 
That at Thy right hand 
Joyful I niav stand. 

J. A. Frevlinghansen, 1670-1739; John 
Gambold.tr., 1711-71. 

Ouo Tune 68. 

Church of Jesus, sing, 

Praise thy Lord and King ; 
Grounded on thv Saviour's merit, 
Filled with His JJoly Spirit : 

All may know by this 

That He owns thee His. 

2 He, the Lamb of God, 
Makes His blest abode 

In His ransomed Congregation : 
And true joy and consolation, 
Grace and truth abound 
Where the Lord is found. 

3 Strength to grow and thrive 
From Christ's death derive, 

And proclaim His bitter passion 
As the cause of man's salvation: 

Showing forth His praise 

Till the end of days. 

B. F. von Promnitz, d. 1744. 

OtJ^r Tune 68. 

Bliss beyond compare, 

Which in Christ I share : 
He's my only joy and treasure: 
Tasteless is all worldly pleasure, 

When in Christ I share 

Bliss beyond compare. 
2 Jesus is my Joy, 

Therefore blest am I : 



O His mercy is unbounded, 

All my hope on Him is grounded ; 

Jesus is my Joy, 

Therefore blest am I. 

3 When the Lord appears, 
This my spirit cheers ; 

When, His love to me revealing, 
He, the Sun of grace, with healing 

In His beams appears, 

This my spirit cheers. 

4 Then all grief is drowned: 
Pure delight is found, 

Joy and peace in His salvation, 
Heavenly bliss and consolation : 
Every grief is drowned 
Where such bliss is found. 

Gottfried Arnold, 1666-1714. 

OOO Tune 68. 

Jesus, day by day 

Guide us on our way : 
So shall we, no more delaying 
Follow Thee, Thy voice obeying; 

Lead us by Thy hand 

To our fatherland. 

2 When we danger meet 
Steadfast make our feet ! 

Lord, preserve us uncomplaining 
'Mid the darkness round us reigning ! 

Through adversity 

Lies our way to Thee. 

3 Is it own heart's care 
Which we have to bear, 

Or do others' griefs distress us? 

Lord, with meekness, patience, bless us ; 

Keep before our eyes 

Heaven's glorious prize. 

4 Order all our way 
Through this mortal day ; 

Should the way be rough and dreary, 
W T ith Thy strength support the weary ; 
When life's course is o'er, 
Open, Lord, Thv door. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60 ; Arthur Tozer 
Russell, tr., 1806-74. 
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030 Tune 68. 

Lord, our eyes unseal, 

To our minds reveal 
All that glorious hidden treasure, 
Grace and mercy without measure, 

Which in Thy good word 

For our need is stored. 

2 Holy Ghost, arise 

On our darkened eyes; 
Now to Christ our Saviour lead us ; 
Jesus, in Thy pastures feed us ; 

With Thy word may we 

Ever nourished be. 

3 Ever on our sight 
Pour Thy holy light; 

Darkness all around us reigneth, 
But Thy hand our steps sustain eth ; 

Thou"dost guide us still 

To Thy holy hill. 

Arthur Tozer Russell, 1806-74. 

Oo7 Tune 68. 

Holy Trinity, 

We confess with joy 
That our life and whole salvation 
Flow from Christ's blest incarnation, 

And His death for us 

On the shameful Cross. 

2 Had we angels' tongues 

With seraphic songs, 
Bowing hearts and knees before Thee, 
Triune God, we would adore Thee, 

In the highest strain, 

For the Lamb once slain. 

Lawrence T. Nyberg, 1720-92. 

OOO Tune 68. 

Blessed be Thy Name 

Jesus Christ!— the same 
Yesterday, to-day, for ever, 
What from Thee my soul shall sever, 

While I hear Thy voice, 

And in Thee rejoice? 

2 Lord, Thy word is light ; 
Led by it aright, 

When a pilgrim, like my fathers, 
Life's last shadow round me gathers, 

May its brightening ray 

Shine to perfect day. 

3 With my latest breath, 
Overcoming death, 

From the body disencumbered, 
With Thy saints in glory numbered, 

Jesus, may I be 

Found in peace with Thee. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

539 Tune 68. 

O Eternal Word. 

Jesus Christ, our Lord, 
While the hosts of heaven adore Thee, 
We with awe fall down before Thee, 

And with rapture raise 

Songs of love and praise. 

2 God and man indeed ; 
Comfort in all need ; 



Thou becam'st a Man of sorrows, 
To gain life eternal for us, 

By Thy precious blood, 

Jesus, man and God. 

Christian Gregor and A. Drese. 

o4(J Tune 68 

While we take our seat 

At the Master's feet, 
Urged by love, we in our measure 
His commandments keep with pleasure ; 

Doth He strength bestow, 

We can all things do. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

041 Tune 68. 

Jesus ! still lead on, 

Till our rest be won ; 
And although the way be cheerless, 
We will follow, calm and fearless ; 

Guide us by Thy hand 

To our fatherland. 

2 If the way be drear, 
If the foe" be near, 

Let not faithless fears o'ertake us, 
Let not faith and hope forsake us ; 

For through many a foe 

To our home we go. 

3 When we seek relief 
From a long-felt grief, 

When temptations come alluring, 
Make us patient and enduring, 
Show us that bright shore 
Where we weep no more. 

4 Jesus ! still lead on 
Till our rest be won ; 

Heavenly Leader, still direct us, 
Still support, console, protect us, 

Till we safely stand 

In our fatherland. 
Zinzendorf, 1700-60; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1853. 

0*±£ Tune 68. 

Jesus, hear our prayer, 

For Thy children care ; 
While we sleep, protect and bless us, 
With Thy pardon now refresh us ; 

Leave Thy peace divine 

With us, we are Thine. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 
543 Tune 68. 

Who is there like Thee, 

Jesus, unto me? 
None are like Thee, none above Thee, 
Thou art altogether lovely ; 

None on earth have we, 

None in heaven like Thee. 

2 Plant Thyself in me ; 
I will learn of Thee, 
To be holy, meek, and tender, 
Wrath and pride and self surrender; 
Nothing shouldst Thou see, 
But Thyself in me. 

J. A. Freylinghausen, 1670-1730; James S. 
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3 And Thou hast brought to me 
Down from Thy home above 

Salvation full and free, 

Thy pardon and Thy love ; 
Great gifts Thou broughtest me ; 
What have I brought to Thee? 

4 Oh, let my life be given, 
My years for Thee be spent ; 

World-fetters all be riven, 

A_nd joy with suffering blent ; 
Thou gav'st Thyself for me, 
I give myself to Thee. 

Frances R. Havergal, 1836-79. 

*^*^* Tune 74. 

When morning gilds the skies, 
My heart awaking cries, 

" May Jesus Christ be praised : " 
Alike at work and prayer, 
To Jesus I repair; 

" May Jesus Christ be praised." 
2 To Thee, O God, above, 
I cry with glowing love, 

" May Jesus Christ be praised : " 
This song of sacred joy, 
It never seems to cloy : 

"May Jesus Christ be praised." 



3 Does sadness fill my mind, 
A solace here I find ; 

" May Jesus Christ be praised : " 
Or fades my earthly bliss, 
My comfort still is this: 

11 May Jesus Christ be praised." 

4 When evil thoughts molest, 
With this I shield my breast: 

44 May Jesus Christ be praised: " 
The powers of darkness tear, 
When this sweet chant I hear : 

" May Jesus Christ be praised." 

5 When sleep her balm denies, 
My silent spirit sighs, 

" May Jesus Christ be praised ; " 
The night becomes as day, 
When from the heart we say, 

" May Jesus Christ be praised." 

6 Be this, while life is mine, 
My canticle divine : 

" May Jesus Christ be praised : " 
Be this the eternal song, 
Through all the ages long: 

" May Jesus Christ be praised." 

Edward Caswall, tr., 1814-78. 



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In God, my faithful God, 

1 trust when dark my road ; 
Though many woes o'ertake me, 
Yet He will not forsake me; 

His love it is doth send them, 
And when 'tis best will end them. 

2 My sins assail me sore, 
But I despair no more ; 

I trust in Christ Who loves me, 
From this Rock nothing moves me, 
Since I can all surrender 
To Him, my soul's Defender. 

S. Weiugaertner, c. 1610. 



500 Tune 75. 

Lord, Jesus Christ, in Thee 

1 trust eternally; 

I know I shall not perish, 
But in Thy Kingdom nourish ; 

Since Thou hast death sustained, l 

Life is for me obtained. 

2 Lord, strengthen Thou my heart ; 
To me such grace impart 

That naught which may await me 
From Thee may separate me ; 

Let me with Thee, my Saviour, 

United be for ever. 

J. Heermann, 1585-1647. 



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007 Tune 77. 

" Who is this, with garments dyed, 
This That comes from Edom, 

Traveling thus from Bozrah's side, 
In the might of freedom ? " 

" I. the Conqueror o'er the grave, 

I, the Mighty One to save." 

2 "Why is Thine apparel red, 
Stains of blood bespeaking? 

Why Thy robe as theirs that tread 

In the wine-press, reeking 
With the juice of grape? Say, why 
Such strange garb of victory? " 

3 "I have trodden all alone, 
This world's wine-press ample, 

And I wondered of Mine own 



None that foe could trample! 
Rescue then My vengeance brought, 
Mine own arm salvation wrought." 

4 Yes, I know Thee now !— the Word 
Writ in sacred story ; 

Angel of the Presence, Lord, 

Christ, the King of glory ! — 
Know Thy deeds in days of old: 
Kindness — pity — love untold ! 

5 Yes ! Thy secret, Lord, is known, 
Whence Thy red-dyed raiment ! 

Not Thy foeman's blood— Thine own, 

Lavished for the payment 
Of the debt none else could pay, 
Guilt none else could wash away. 

Edward Arthur Dayman, b. 1S07. 



558 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 79. 

Lo, on a narrow neck of land, 
'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, 
Secure, insensible; 
A point of time, a moment's space, 
Removes me to that heavenly place, 
Or ever shuts me up in hell. 

2 O God, mine inmost soul convert ! 
And deeply on my thoughtful heart 
Eternal things impress ; 

Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
To tremble on the brink of fate, 
And to awake to righteousness. 

3 Before me place in dread array, 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 
When Thou with clouds shalt come, 
To judge the nations at Thy bar: 
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 
To meet from Thee a joyful doom? 

4 Be this my one great business here, 
With godly jealousy and fear, 
Eternal bliss to insure; 

Thine utmost counsel to fulfill 
To suffer all Thy righteous will, 
And steadfast to the end endure. 

5 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, 
Transported from this vale, to live 
And reign with Thee above ; 

Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
And hope, in full, supreme delight, 
And everlasting, heavenly love. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88, alt. 



559 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 79. 
O Bread of life, from heaven 

To saints and angels given, 

O Manna from above : 
The souls that hunger, feed Thou, 
The hearts that seek Thee, lead Thou 

With Thy most sweet and tender care. 

2 O Fount of grace redeeming, 
O River ever streaming 

From Jesus' wounded side : 
Come Thou, Thyself bestowing 
On thirsty souls, and flowing 

Till all their wants are satisfied. 

3 Jesus, this feast receiving, 
Thy word of truth believing, 

We Thee unseen adore : 
Grant when our race is ended, 
That we. to heaven ascended, 

Mav see Thv glorv evermore. 

Philip Schaff, tr., 1S69, 1873. 

560 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 79. 

O'er eras past I've pondered, 

Through endless ages wandered, 

In spirit still unblest ; 
Naught gave me satisfaction, 
My heart felt no attraction, 

Till I on Golgotha found rest. 

2 And now to this spot cleaving, 
This hallowed ground ne'er leaving, 

My spirit roams no more; 
Here will I gaze forever 
On Christ, my suffering Saviour, 

Till I in heaven shall Him adore. 
C. R. von Zinzendorf, 1727-52 ; L. F. Kamprnann. 

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001 Tune 79. 

The Lord be with me everywhere, 
And screen me with paternal care 

By His almighty arm ; 
No traveler needs to faint or fear, 
If he believe the Lord is near, 

Who can protect him from all harm. 

2 Ity sea and land, by night and day, 
O Lord, in safety me convey, 

Though winds and thunders roar; 
Bring me when every peril's past, 
Safe to the destined place at last, 

There to extol Thy help and power. 
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OO^ Tune 79. 

The wise men from the East adored 
The infant Jesus as their Lord, 

Brought gifts to Him their King; 
Jesus, grant us Thy light, that we 
The way may find, and unto Thee, 

Our hearts, our all, a tribute bring. 
From the Greek. 

563 Tune 79. 

May Jesus Christ, the spotless Lamb, 
Who to the temple humbly came 

The legal rights to pay, 
Subdue our proud and stubborn will, 
That we His precepts may fulfill, 

Whate'er rebellious nature say. 

From the Greek. 

564 Tune 79. 

Jesus, Thyself to us reveal, 
Grant that we may not only feel 

Some drawings of Thy grace, 
But in communion with Thee live, 
And daily from Thy death derive 

The needful strength to run our race. 

2 Oh, let us think Thee always near, 
As is the light that shines so"clear, 
Or as the air we breathe ; 



In all our thoughts, our words and ways, 

Thus may our lives show forth Thy 

praise, [beneath. 

Our hearts be weaned from things 
3 Jesus, Thou fain wouldst have us be 
In all things more conformed to Thee; 

We're filled with conscious shame, 
And thank Thee for Thy care and love ; 
Thy patience, which we richly prove, 

Our heart-felt gratitude doth claim. 
Johannes de Watteville, 1718-88. 

ODO Tune 79. 

May Jesus' grace and blessing 
Attend me without ceasing: 

Thus I stretch out my hand, 
And do that work with pleasure, 
Which, in my call and measure, 

My God for me to do ordained. 
Johann Matthesius, 1504-65. 

OOO T une 79. 

What praise to Thee, my Saviour, 
Is due for every favor, 

E'en for my daily food: 
Each crumb Thou dost allow me, 
With gratitude shall bow me, 

Accounting all for me too good. 

John Gambold, 1711-71. 

007 Tune 79. 

Jesus, our Guardian, Guide, and Friend, 
Now Thy protecting wings extend, 

Thy children save from harm ; 
Would Satan seek us to devour, 
Against his malice, craft and power, 

Defend us by Thy outstretched arm. 

Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76. 
OOO Tune 79. 

Lord, for Thy coming us prepare 
May we to meet Thee without fear, 

At all times ready be : 
In faith and love preserve us sound ; 
Oh, let us, day and night, be found, 

Waiting with iov to welcome Thee. 
Christian Gregor, 1723-180L 



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Dear Lord, my soul desireth, 
In all Thy word requireth. 

By works to adorn Thy grace : 
Oh, may my conversation 
Display on each occasion, 

That holv mind which was in Thee 
John Gambold, 1711-71. 

O I U Tune 79. 

No farther go to-night, but stay. 
Dear Saviour, till the break of day ; 

Abide, my Lord, with me: 
And in the morning when I wake, 
Me under Thy protection take; 
Thus day and night I spend with Thee 
John Cennick, 1718-55. 

Oil Tune 79. 

Lord, our High-priest and Saviour, 
Pour fire and spirit's fervor 

On all our priestly bands ; 
When we are interceding, 
And for Thy people pleading, 

Give incense, and hold up ou 

572 Tune 79. 

When children, blest by Jesus, 
To Whom their souls are precious, 

Depart in early years, 
They are not lost ;, for heaven 
To children shall be given : 

Eternal happiness is theirs. 
2 This child is therefore blessed, 
Let no one be distressed, 

Christ bid it fall asleep: 
The body dead, the spirit 
Will endless life inherit 

With His redeemed and happv sheep. 
Johann Andreas Eothe, 1688-1758. 

O (S Tune 79. 

Jesus, all hail, Who for our sin 
Didst die, and by Thy death didst win 
Eternal life for us : 



hands. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



Send us, good Lord, Thy grace, that we 
May die unto the world with Thee, 
And glory only in Thy Cross. 

2 Jesus, from out Thine opened side 
Thou hast the thirsty world supplied 

With endless streams of love: 
O ye, who would your sickness quell, 
Draw freely from that sacred well: 

Its heavenly, saving virtues prove. 

3 Jesus. Thy passion's bitter smart, 
Pierced like a sword Thy mother's heart, 

As Simeon prophesied: 
So fix our hearts fast to Thy Cross, 
That we may count all gain but loss 

For Jesus~ and Him Crucified. 

4 Jesus, in spices wrapped and laid 
Within the garden's rocky shade, 

By jealous seals made sure. 
Embalm us with Thy grace, and hide 
Thy servants in Thywounded side, 

A safe, a heavenly sepulture. 

5 Jesus, Who to the spirits went 

And preached the new enfranchisement 

Thy recent death had won : 
Absolve us, Lord, and set us free 
From self aud sin, that we may be 

Bondsmen to Thee, to Thee alone. 

F. W. Faber, 181-1-63. alt. 

574 

A stranger and a pilgrim, I 

With Thy command, O Lord, comply. 

I go where Thou dost send : 
My high commission I obey, 
The toil and dangers of the way 

Shall all in lasting comforts end. 
2 Attend me, Lord, in all my ways ; 
Open mv lips to sing Thy praise,^ 

For blessings freely given : 
In all my journeys here below 
Let Thy kind presence with me go ; 

And grant me once to rest in heaven. 
William Hammond, 171 C J-^'. 



Tune 79. 



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OVO Tune 79. 

When Christ, our Saviour, did ascend, 
The Father bade His hosts attend, 

And worship His dear Son ; 
With loud acclaims of joy they gazed, 
And cheerful hallelujahs raised, 

Adoring humbly at His throne. 

2 Can we Thy triumphs e'er forget? 
Shall we not worship at Thy feet, 

For all Thy griefs and pain ? 
Yes, we will join the angelic throng, 
In singing that eternal song, 

" Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain." 

3 The assembly, which with Thee at rest 
Appears in spotless garments dressed, 

Bows down and humbly sings ; 
We too Thy saving Name will bless, 
And Thee with heart and voice confess 

The Lord of lords and King of kings. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 
OlO Tune 79 

O world ! behold upon the Tree 
Thy Life is hanging now for thee ; 

Thy Saviour yields His breath ; 
The mighty Prince of glory now 
For thee doth unresisting bow 

To cruel stripes, to scorn and death. 
2 Alas ! my Saviour, who could dare 
Bid Thee such bitter anguish bear, 

What heart entreat Thee thus? 
For Thou art good, hast wronged none, 
As we and ours too oft have done ; [we. 

Thou hast not sinned, dear Lord, but 

GREGOR'S 82D METRE. 

Weil die Worte Wahrheit sind 



3 I and my sins, that number more 
Than yonder sands upon the shore, 

Have brought this agony. 
'T is I have caused the floods of woe 
That now Thy dying soul o'erflow T , 

And those sad hearts that watch by 
Thee. 

4 'Tis I to whom these pains belong, 
'Tis I should sutler for my wrong, 

Bound hand and foot in chains ; 
Thy scourge, Thy fetters, whatsoe'er 
Thou bearest, 'tis my soul should bear, 

For I have well-deserved such pains. 

5 Yet Thou dost even for my sake 
On Thee, in love, the burdens take, 

That weigh me to the ground. 
Yes, Thou art made a curse for me, 
That I might yet be blest through Thee ; 

My healing in Thy wounds is found. 

6 From henceforth there is naught of 

mine 
But I would seek to make it Thine, 

Since all to Thee I owe. 
Whate'er my utmost power can do, 
To Thee to render service true, 

Here at Thy feet I lay it low. 

7 Ah ! little have I, Lord, to give, 
So poor, so base the life I live ; 

Till soul and body part, 
This one thing I will do for Thee, 
The woe, the death endured for me, 
I'll cherish in my inmost heart. 

Paul Gerhardt, 1607-70; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 



Trochaic.) 



Grimm's Chorale Book, 1755. 




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Jesus makes my heart rejoice, 
Irn His sheep, and know His voice; 
He's a Shepherd, kind and gracious, 
And His pastures are delicious ; 
Constant love to me He shows, 
Yea, my worthless name He knows. 
2 Trusting His mild staff always, 
I go in and out in peace ; 
He will feed me with the treasure 



Of His grace in richest measure; 
When athirst to Him I cry, 
Living water He'll supply. 

3 Should not I for gladness leap, 
Led by Jesus as His sheep ; 
For when these blest days are over, 
To the arms of my dear Saviour 
I shall be conveyed to rest : 
Amen, yea, my lot is blest. 

H. Louise von Hayn, 1724-82. 
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7, 7, Trochaic.) 



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078 Tune 83. 

Heavenward still our pathway tends, 
Here on earth we are but strangers, 

Till our road in Canaan ends, 
Safely passed this wild of dangers : 

Here we but as pilgrims rove, 

For our home is there above. 

2 Heavenward still, my soul, ascend ! 
Thou art one of heaven's creations ; 

Earth can ne'er give aim or end 

Fit to fill thy aspirations; 
And a heaven-enlightened mind 
Ever turns its Source to find. 

3 Heavenward still ! God calls to me, 
In His word so loudly speaking! 

Glimpses in that word I see 

Of the home I'm ever seeking; 
While my heart that call attends, 
Still to heaven my path ascends. 

4 Heavenward still, when lifeshall close, 
Death to my true home shall guide me ; 

Then, triumphant o'er my woes, 

Lasting bliss shall God provide me, 
Christ Himself the way has led ; 
Joyful in His steps I tread. 

5 Still then heavenward! Heavenward 

still ! 
This shall be my watchward ever ; 
Heaven's delights my heart shall fill, 

Chasing joys that filled it never. 
Heavenward still my thoughts shall 
Till the gate of heaven is won. [run, 
Benjamin Schmolk, 1672-1737 ; Frances 
Elizabeth Cox, tr., 1843. 

579 

Jesus will I never leave 

He's the God of my salvation ; 

Through His merits I receive 
Pardon, life and consolation : 

All the powers of my mind 

To my Saviour be resigned. 

2 Naught on earth can satisfy 
One desire which God inspireth 

Only Jesus can supply 



Tune 83. 



All my needy heart requireth : 
He all losses can retrieve, 
Him I'll therefore never leave. 

3 He is mine, and I am His, 

Joined with Him in close communion: 
And His bitter passion is 

The foundation of this union : 
Full of hopes which never yield, 
Firm on Him, my Rock, I build. 

4 O the happy hours I spend 
With Him in blest conversation : 

He's my near and faithful Friend, 

Full of grace, peace and salvation : 
From the look at Jesus' wounds 
Pure delight to me redounds. 

5 With my Jesus I will stay, 

He mv soul preserves and feedeth ; 
He the Life, the Truth, the Way, 

Me to living waters leadeth : 
Blessed who can say with me, 
Christ, I'll never part with Thee. 

Chr. Keimann and B. Schmolk. 

OoU Tune 83. 

Jesus Christ, Thou Leading-star, 

Thy great Name we praise and hallow: 
From believers be it far 

Any other guide to follow : 
Thou, Lord, if we walk in light, 
Wilt direct our steps aright. 
2 Christians are not here below 

To enjoy earth's transient treasure: 
After Christ they're called to go, 

His reproach they count a pleasure; 
Under manifold distress, 
Through the narrow gate thev press. 
Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

Ooi Tune 83. 

Now with joyful songs appear, 
Hail with humble adoration 

Christ the Lord, for ever near 
To His ransomed congregation ; 

With the poor He deigns to dwell; 

God with us, Immanuel. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 



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None from God so distant are, 

None so sinful, none so wretched 
But they may His mercy share, 

For His arms are sti if outstretched : 
Yet we must, when we apply, 
On His grace alone rely. 
2 In this humble, happy frame, 

And from grace to grace proceeding, 
We press forward in His Name, 

And have cause to bless His leading; 
Gladdened by His look of grace, 
We run our appointed race. 

Zinzendorf , 1700-60. 

583 Tune 83 

Truly, that eventful day, 
When the God of our salvation 

Helpless in a manger lay, 
Of our bliss laid the foundation : 

Centuries had never gained 

What He then for man obtained. 

2 What sure prophecies foretold, 
And mysterious types depicted, 

Sacred covenants of old, 

Solemn promises predicted, 
All was made Amen and Yea, 
On that great, eventful day. 

3 What shall I now give to Thee? 
Take my heart as a thank-offering: 

What hast Thou not done for me 
By that life of woe and suffering? 



This restores far more than all 
I had lost by Adam's fall. 

Christian Gresror. 1723-1801; Christian 
Ignatius LaTrobe, 1758-1836. 

a r T> i i , Tune 83 - 

My Redeemer knoweth me, 

Both in joy and in affliction ; 
O my soul, now joyful be, 

Trust thy Shepherd's kind direction: 
His own sheep He knows by name, 
And to bless them is His aim. 
2 Unexampled is that love, 

By which we" re with Him connected; 
If we aught distressing prove, 

Jesus is thereby affected : 
We His watchful" love and care 
In all trials richby share. 
c o c Anon. 

585 Tune 83. 

More than shepherd's faithfulness 

To His flock our Saviour showeth ; 
From the treasures of His grace 

He the choicest eifts bestoweth : 
As His sheep by Him we're owned ; 
Since His blood for us atoned. 
2 They who feel their want and need, 

Thirsting for His £reat salvation, 
On the richest pastures feed. 

With true joy and delectation ; 
Till they shall, when perfected, 
With celestial jovs be fed. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 



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Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled 

Xow Thy little lamb's brief weeping: 
Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild 

In its narrow bed 't is sleeping ! 
And no sigh of anguish sore 
Heaves that little bosom more. 
2 Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we 

Where it lives may soon be living, 
And the lovely pastures see 

That its heavenly food are giving; 



Then the gain of death we prove, 
Though Thou take what most we love. 
Willi elm Meinhold. 175*7-1851; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

^O' Tune 83. 

In this world so full of snares. 

Take our children in Thy keeping; 
Hear the parents' sisdis and prayers, 

When for them before Thee weeping; 
Mercy for our children we, 
Gracious Lord, implore of Thee. 

Benjamin LaTrobe, 1725-86. 



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Christ, niy Rock, my sure Defence, 
Jesus, my Redeemer liveth ; 

what pleasing hopes from thence 
My believing heart deriveth ; 

Else death's long and gloomy night 
Would my trembling soul affright. 

2 Christ is risen from the dead, 
"Thou shalt rise too,"' saith my 

Of what should I be afraid ? [Saviour; 

I with Him shall live for ever; 
Can the Head forsake His limb, 
And not draw me unto Him? 

3 Closely by love's sacred bands 
I am joined to Him already, 

And my faith's outstretched^ hands 
To embrace my Lord are ready ; 
Death itself shall never part 
Mine and my Redeemer's heart. 

4 In my body, when restored 

Froni the grave in which it slumbered, 

1 shall see my God, my Lord, 

With His saints in glory numbered; 
In my flesh eternally 
My Redeemer I shall see. 

5 What now sickens, mourns and sighs, 
Christ with Him in glory bringeth; 

Earthly is the seed and dies, 

Heavenly from the grave it springeth ; 
Natural is the death we die, 
Spiritual our life on high. 

6 Saviour, draw away our heart 

Now from pleasures base and hollow, 
Let us there with Thee have part. 

Here on earth Thy footsteps follow ; 
Fix our hearts beyond the skies, 
Whither we ourselves would rise. 

Louise Henriette, Electress of Branden- 
burg, 1627-67. 



OOy Tune 83. 

Jesus lives ! no longer now 

Can thy terrors, Death, appall me; 

Jesus lives ! and well I know, 
From the dead He will recall me; 

Better life will thence commence — 

This shall be my confidence. 

2 Jesus lives ! to Him the throne 
Over all the world is given ; 

1 shall go where He is gone, 

Live and reign with Him in heaven : 
God is pledged ; weak doubtings, hence! 
This shall be my confidence ! 

3 Jesus lives ! henceforth is death 
Entrance into life immortal ; 

Calmly I can yield my breath, 
Fearless tread the frowning portal ; 

Lord, when faileth flesh and sense, 

Thou wilt be mv confidence ! 
Christian F. Gellert, 1715-69; .Arthur Cleveland 
Coxe.tr., b. 1818. 

O«^0 Tune 83. 

Jesus, bless us sensibly, 

Bless us with Thy grace and favor, 
That we in humility 

May rejoice in Thee, our Saviour; 
Do Thou in Thy mercy grant 
All we weep for, all we want. 

2 Let Thy gracious presence now 
Yield us joy and consolation, 

In the certain hope that Thou 

Wilt regard our supplication. 
Grant our prayers, and much more give 
Than we're able to conceive. 

3 This be our supreme delight, 
To remain in closest union 

With Thee, Lord, both day and night, 
And enjoy Thy sweet communion ; 
This our heaven while here we stay, 
Thee to love, serve and obey. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 



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Oyi Tune 84. 

Blessed Jesus, at Thy word, 

We are gathered all to hear Thee, 

Let our hearts and souls be stirred 
Now to seek and love and fear Thee ; 

By Thy teachings sweet and holy, 

Drawn from earth to love Thee solely. 

2 All our knowledge, sense, and sight 
Lie in deepest darkness shrouded, 

Till Thy Spirit breaks our night 

With the beams of truth unclouded ; 
Thou alone to God canst win us, 
Thou must work all good within us. 

3 Glorious Lord, Thyself impart ; 
Light of light from God proceeding, 

Open Thou our ears and heart, 

Help us by Thy Spirit's pleading. 
Hear the cry Thy people raises ; 
Hear and bless our praversand praises. 
Tobias Clausnitzef, 1618-84; Catherine 
Wink worth, tr., 1829-78. 

592 

Blessed Jesus, here we stand 
Met to do as Thou hast spoken 



Tune 84. 



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And this child, at Thy command, 
Now we bring to Thee, in token 
That to Thee it here is given ; 
For of such shall be Thy heaven. 

2 Therefore hasten we to Thee ; 
Take the pledge we bring, O take it ! 

Let us here Thy glory see, 

And in tender pity make it 
Now Thy child, and leave it never, 
Thine on earth and Thine for ever. 

3 Make it, Lord, Thy member now ; 
Shepherd, take Th}^ lamb and feed it; 

Prince of peace, its peace be Thou ; 

Way of life, to heaven lead it; 
Vine, this branch may nothing sever, 
Be it graft in Thee for ever. 

4 Now upon Thy heart it lies, 

What our hearts so dearly treasure: 
Heavenward lead our burdened sighs, 
Pour Thy blessing without measure; 
Write the name we now have given, 
Write it in the book of heaven. 

Benjamin Schmolk, 16/2-1737 ; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 



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God, omnipotent Creator, 

Who mad'st all things by Thy might, 
Rulest everything in nature, 

And commandest day and night, 
Who the universe so wide 
By Thy power alone dost guide : 

2 Let my life and conversation 
Be directed by Thy word ; 

Lord, Thy constant preservation 

To Thy erring child afford : 
Nowhere but alone in Thee 
From all harm can I be free. 

3 Lord, my body, soul, and spirit, 
Keep in Thine almighty hand ; 

Strengthened by Thy powerful merit, 

Let me follow Thy command: 
Thou nw Glory and Renown, 
I would fain be all Thine own. 

Heinrich Albert, 1604-51. 



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594 Tune 89. 

All is o'er: the pain, the sorrow. 

Human taunts and fiendish spite ; 
Death shall be despoiled to-morrow 

Of the prey he grasps to-night: 
Yet once more, to seal his doom, 
Christ must sleep within the tomb. 

2 Close and still the cell that holds Him, 
While in brief repose He lies ; 

Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, 

Vailed awhile from mortal eyes ; 
Slumber such as needs must tie 
After hard-won victory. 

3 Fierce and deadly was the anguish 
Which on yonder Cross He bore! 

How did soul and bodv languish 
Till the toil of death was o'er ! 
But that toil, so fierce and dread, 
Bruised and crushed the serpent's head! 
John Moultrie, b. 1304. 



59o [For Tune, see opposite page.] Tune 86. 
Come, my soul, thou must be waking, 
Now is breaking 

O'er the earth another day : 
Come, to Him Who made this splendor 
See thou render 

All thy feeble strength can pay. 

2 Gladly hail the sun returning: 
Ready burning 

Be the incense of thy powers : 
For the night is safely ended ; 
God hath tended 

With His care thy helpless hours. 

3 Pray that He may prosper ever 
Each endeavor, 

When thine aim is good and true; 
But that He may ever thwart thee, 
And convert thee, 

When thou evil wouldst pursue. 

4 Think that He thy ways beholdeth; 
He unfoldeth 

Every fault that lurks within : 



He the hidden shame glossed over 
Can discover, 
And discern each deed of sin. 

5 Mayest thou on life's last morrow, 
Free from sorrow, 

Pass away in slumber sweet ; 
And, released from death's dark sadness, 
Rise in gladness, 

That far brighter Sun to greet. 

6 Only God's free gifts abuse not, 
Light refuse not, 

But His Spirit's voice obey; 
Thou with Him shalt dwell, beholding 
Light enfolding 

All things in unclouded day. 

7 Glory, honor, exaltation, 
Adoration, 

Be to the Eternal One: 
To the Father, Son, and Spirit 
Laud and merit, 

While unending ages run. 
Friedrich Rudolph Louis von Canitz, lf..>4-99; 



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oyo Tune 89> 

Jesus wept ! those tears are over, 
But His heart is still the same; 

Kinsman, Friend, and Elder Brother, 
Is His everlasting Name. 

Saviour, who can love like Thee, 

Gracious One of Bethany? 

2 When the pangs of trial seize us, 
When the waves of sorrow roll, 

1 will lay my head on Jesus, 
Pillow of the troubled soul. 

Surely, none can feel like Thee, 
Weeping One of Bethany ! 

3 Jesus wept ! and still in glory, 
He can mark each mourner's tear ; 

Living to retrace the story 

Of the hearts He solaced here. 
Lord, when I am called to die, 
Let me think of Bethany ! 

4 Jesus wept ! that tear of sorrow 
Is a legacy of love ; 

Yesterday, to-day, to-morrow, 
He the same doth ever prove. 
Thou art all in all to me, 
Living One of Bethanv ! 

John R. Macduff, 1853. 

Oy I Tune 89. 

Come to Calvary's holy mountain, 

Sinners ruined by the fall ; 
Here a pure and healing fountain 

Flows to you, to me, to all, 
In a full perpetual tide, 
Opened when our Saviour died. 

2 Come, in poverty and meanness; 
Come, denied without, within ; 

From infection and uncleanness, 

From the leprosy of sin, 
Wash your robes and make them white 
Ye shall walk with God in light. 

3 Come, in sorrow and contrition, 
Wounded, impotent and blind ; 

Here the guilty, free remission, 

Here the troubled, peace may find. 
Health this Fountain will restore; 
He that drinks shall thirst no more ; 

4 He that drinks shall live for ever ; 
'Tis a soul-renewing flood. 

God is faithful; God will never 
Break His covenant in blood, 
Signed when our Redeemer died, 
Sealed when He was glorified. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

598 Tune 89. 

Can a mortal flee from sorrow ? 

Xo, it falleth everywhere ; 

Heavy are the ills we borrow, 

Those from heaven, God helps us bear: 

What in bitter tears we sow, 

Will a joyful harvest grow. 

From the German. 



Oyy Tune 89. 

He, Who once in righteous vengeance 
Whelmed the world beneath the flood, 

Once again in mercy cleansed it 
With His own most precious blood; 

Coming from His throne on high, 

On the painful Cross to die. 

2 Oh, the wisdom of the Eternal ! 
Oh, the depth of love divine ! 

Oh, the sweetness of that mercy 

Which in Jesus Christ did shine! 
For the guilty, doomed to die, 
Jesus paid the penalty. 

3 When before the Judge we tremble, 
Conscious of His broken laws, 

May the blood of His atonement 

Cry aloud, and plead our cause; 
Bid our guilty terrors cease; 
Be our pardon and our peace. 

Edward Caswall, tr., 1814-78. 

OOO Tune 89. 

Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 
Sound the note of praise above ; 

Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices; 
Jesus reigns, the God of love ; 

See, He sits on yonder throne; 

Jesus rules the world alone. 

2 King of glory ! reign for ever — 
Thine an everlasting crown ; 

Nothing, from Thy love, shall sever 

Those whom Thou hast made Thine 
Happy objects of Thy grace, [own; — 
Destined to behold Thy face. 

3 Saviour! hasten Thine appearing; 
Bring, oh, bring the glorious day, 

When, the awful summons hearing, 

Heaven and earth shall pass away; — 
Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, — 
11 Glory, glorv to our King ! " 

Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855. 

601 Tune 89. 

One there is, above all others, 
Who deserves the name of Friend ; 

His is love beyond a brother's, 
Costly, free, and knows no end : 

They who once His kindness prove, 

Find it everlasting love. 

2 Which of all your friends, to save us, 
Could or would have shed his blood ? 

But our Jesus died to have us 
Reconciled in Him to God ; 
This was boundless love indeed ; 
Jesus is a friend in need. 

3 When He lived on earth abased, 

" Friend of sinners *' was His Name; 
Now, to heavenly glory raised, 

He rejoices in the same ; 
Still He calls them brethren, friends, 
And to all their wants attends. 



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4 Con Id we bear from one another, 
What He daily bears from us? 

Yet this glorious Friend and Brother 

Loves us, though we treat Him thus ; 
Though for good we render ill, 
He accounts us brethren still. 

5 Oh, for grace our hearts to soften ; 
Teach us, Lord, at length to love; 

We, alas, forget too often, 

What a Friend we have above : 
But when home our souls are brought, 
We will love Thee as we ought. 

John Newton, 1725-1870. 

602 Tune 89. 

Yes, since God Himself hath said it, 

On His promise I rely ; 
His good word demands my credit, 

What can unbelief reply ? 
He is strong, and can fulfill, 
He is truth, and therefore will. 

2 In my Saviour's intercession 
Humbly still I will confide ; 

Lord, accept my free confession, 
I have sinned, but Thou hast died: 

This is all I have to plead, 

This is all the plea I need. 

603 

Through the day Thy love hath spared 
Now we lay us down to rest ; [us, 

Through the silent watches guard us, 
Let no foe our peace molest ; 

Jesus, Thou our Guardian be, 

Sweet it is to trust in Thee. 

2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers 
Dwelling in the midst of foes, 

Us and ours preserve from dangers ; 
In Thy peace may we repose ; 

And when life's brief day is past, 

Rest with Thee in heaven at last. 

Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855. 

t>04 Tune 89 

"Who is this that comes from Edom?" 
All His raiment stained with blood, 

To the slave proclaiming freedom, 
Bringing and bestowing good ; 

Glorious in the garb He wears, 

Glorious in the spoils He bears ? 

2 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious, 
Traveling onward in His might ; 

'Tis the Saviour, O how glorious 
To His people is the sight ; 

Jesus now is strong to save, 

Mighty to redeem the slave. 



John Xewton, 1725-1870. 
Tune 89. 



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3 Mighty Victor, reisrn for ever, 
Wear the crown so dearly won ; 

Never shall Thy people, never, 
Cease to sing what Thou hast done ; 

Thou hast fought Thy people's foes ; 

Thou wilt heal Thv people's woes. 

* Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855. 
605 Tune 89. 

Love, Who in the first beginning 

Man in Thine own likeness made; 
Love, Who when we fell by sinning 
Raised us up no more afraid ; 
Henceforth I myself resign, 
Love, to be for ever Thine. 

2 Love, Who once, Thy grace bestowing, 
Chose me ere life's breath I drew ; 

Love, Who once, Thy mercy flowing, 
Took my form and nature too ; 
Henceforth, etc. 

3 Love, Who here on earth endured 
Human sorrow, toil, and pain : 

Love, Who by Thy death procured 
Joy to me and endless gain ; 
" Henceforth, etc. 

4 Love, Who by Thy word and spirit 
Life and light to me revealed; 

Love, Who 'gainst the wrath I merit 
Art my soul's protecting Shield ; 
Henceforth, etc. 

5 Love, to Whom my will submitted 
When I took Thine easy yoke ; 

Love, to Whom my heart was knitted 
When Thy love its love awoke ; 
Henceforth, etc. 

6 Love, Who wilt to heaven's bright 

story 
Raise me from my sleep profound ; 
Love, Who with the crown of glory 
Wilt at length my head surround ; 
Henceforth I myself resign, 
Love, to be for ever Thine. 
John Schemer, 1624-77 ; Frances E. Cox, tr , 1841. 

OOO Tune 89# 

Open now thy gates of beauty, 

Zion, let me enter there ; 
Where my soul in joyful duty 

Waits for Him who answers prayer: 
Oh. how blessed is this place, 
Filled with solace, light, and grace. 

2 Yes, my God, I come before Thee, 
Come Thou also down to me ; 

Where Ave find Thee and adore Thee, 
There a heaven on earth must be. 



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To my heart, oh, enter Thou, 
Let it be Thy temple now. 

3 Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee, 
Let Thy will be done indeed ; 

May I undisturbed draw near Thee 
Whilst Thou dost Thy people feed. 

Here of life the fountain flows, 

Here is balm for all our woes. 

Benjamin Schmolk, 1672-1737 ; 
Catherine Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

O07 Tune 89. 

Who are these like stars appearing, 
There, before God's throne who stand? 

Each a golden crown is wearing; 
Who are all this glorious band? 

Alleluia! hark they sing, 

Praising loud their heavenly King. 

2 These are they who have contended 
For their Saviour's honor long, 

Wrestling on till life was ended, 

Following not the sinful throng: 
These, who well the fight sustained, 
Triumph by the Lamb have gained. 

3 These are they whose hearts were 

riven, 
Sore with woe and anguish tried. 
Who in prayer full oft have striven 
With the God they glorified : 



Now, their painful conflict o'er, 
God has bid them weep no more. 

Francis E. Cox, 184L 
OOo Tune 89. 

Come, O come, Thou quickening Spirit, 

Thou for ever art divine: 
Let Thy power never fail me, 

Always fill this heart of mine ; 
Thus shall grace, and truth, and light 
Dissipate the gloom of night. 

2 Holy Spirit, strong and mighty, 
Thou Who makest all things new, 

Make Thy work within me perfect; 

Help me by Thy Word so true ; 
Arm me with that sword of Thine, 
And the victory shall be mine. 

3 In the faith, O make me steadfast; 
Let not Satan, death or shame 

Of my confidence deprive me ; 

Lord, my refuge is Thy Name. 
When the flesh inclines to ill, 
Let Thy grace prove stronger still. 

4 And when my last hour approaches, 
Let my hopes grow yet more bright, 

(Since I am an heir of heaven,) 

In Thy glorious courts of light, 
Fairer far than voice can tell, 
There, redeemed by Christ, to dwell. 

Joachim Xeander, 1610-80 ; 
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Wk? Tune 89. 

Master, speak ! Thy servant heareth, 
Longing for Thy gracious word, 

Longing for Thy voice that cheereth ; 
Master, let it now be heard. 

1 am listening. Lord, for Thee ; 
What hast Thou to say to me? 

2 Often through my heart is pealing 
Many another voice than Thine ; 

Many an unwilled echo stealing 

From the walls of this Thy shrine. 
Let Thy longed-for accents fall ; 
Master, speak ! and silence all. 

3 Speak to me by name, O Master, 
Let me know it is to me : 

Speak, that I may follow faster, 

With a step more firm and free, 
Where the Shepherd leads the flock, 
In the shadow of the Rock ! 

Frances It. Havergal, 1836-79. 

610 i^or Tune, see foot of page 1*2.] Tune 89 

" Jesus only !"' in the shadow 
Of the cloud so chill and dim, 

We are clinging, loving, trusting, 
He with us and we with Him : 

All unseen, though ever nigh, 

•' Jesus only ! " — all our cry. 



2 " Jesus only !" in the glory. 

When the shadows all are flown, 
Seeing Him in all His beauty, 

Satisfied with Him alone;' 
May we join His ransomed throng, 
" Jesus only ! " — all our song ! 

Frances E.. Havergal, 1836-79. 

611 [For Tune, see foot of page 142.] Ttme 89 

Yes, He knows the way is dreary. 

Knows the weakness of our frame, 
Knows that hand and heart are weary, 

He in all points felt the same. 
He is near to help and bless ; 
Be not weary, onward press. 

2 Look to Him, who once was willing 
All His glory to resign, 

That, for thee the law fulfilling, 
All His merit might be thine. 
Strive to follow, day by day. 
Where His footsteps mark the way. 

3 Look to Him, and faith shall brighten, 
Hope shall soar, and love shall burn, 

Peace once more thy heart shall lighten ; 

Rise, He calleth thee, return ! 
Be not weary on thy way : 
Jesus is thy Strength and Stay. 

Frances R. Havergal, 1836-79. 



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Once in royal David's city 

Stood a lowly cattle shed, 
Where a mother laid her baby, 

In a manger for His bed ; 
Mary was that mother mild, 
Jesus Christ her little child. 

2 He came down to earth from heaven, 
Who is God and Lord of all, 

And His shelter was a stable, 
And His cradle was a stall ; 
With the lowly, poor, and mean, 
Lived on earth our Saviour then. 

3 And, through all His wondrous child- 
We would honor and obey, [hood, 



Love, and watch the lowly maiden 

In whose gentle arm He lay ; 
Christian children all must be 
Mild, obedient, good as He. 

4 Oh, our eyes at last shall see Him, 
Through His own redeeming love, 

For that child so dear and gentle 

Is our God in heaven above ; 
And He leads His children on 
To the place where He is gone. 

5 Xot in that poor lowly stable, 
With the oxen standing by. 

We shall see Him ; but in heaven, 
Set on God's right hand on high ; 
When like stars His children crowned 
All in white shall wait around. 

Cecil Frances Alexander, b. 1823. 



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613 Tune 89. 

Saviour, now the day is ending, 
And the shades of evening fall, 

Let Thy Holy Dove, descending, 
Bring Thy"mercy to us all ; 

Set Thy seal on every heart, 

Jesus, "bless us ere we part ! 

2 Comfort those in pain or sorrow, 
Watch each sleeping child of Thine ; 

Let us all arise to-morrow, 

Strengthened by Thy grace divine ; 
Set Thy seal on every heart, 
Jesus, bless us ere we part ! 

3 Pardon Thou each deed unholy ; 
Lord, forgive each sinful thought ; 

Make us contrite, pure, and lowly, 

By Thy great example taught : 
Set Thy seal on every heart, 
Jesus, bless us ere we part ! 

Sarah Doudney, 1881. 

614 Tune 89. 

Precious Bible ; what a treasure 
Does the word of God afford ; 

All I want for life or pleasure, 
Food and medicine, shield and sword ; 

Let the world account me poor, 

Having this I need no more. 

2 Food to which the world's a stranger 
Here my hungry soul enjoys; 

Of excess there is"no danger, 

Though it fills, it never cloys : 
On a dying Christ I feed, 
He is meat and drink indeed. 

3 When my faith is faint and sickly, 
Or when Satan wounds my mind, 

Cordials to revive me quickly, 

Healing medicines here I find; 
To the promises I flee, 
Each affords a remedy. 

4 In the hour of dark temptation 
Satan cannot make me yield ; 

For this word of consolation 

Is to me both sword and shield: 
While the Scripture truths are sure, 
From his malice I'm secure. 

John Xewton, 1725-1807. 



615 Tune 8a 

Jesus comes, His conflict over, - 
Comes to claim His great reward; 

Angeis round the Victor hover, 
Crowding to behold their Lord ; 

Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, 

Crown Him everlasting King. 

2 bonder throne for Him erected, 
Now becomes the Victor's seat; 

Lo, the Man on earth rejected ! 

Angels worship at His feet : 
Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, 
Crown "Him everlasting King. 

3 Day and night they cry before Him, — 
" Holy, holy, holy Lord ! " 

All the powers of heaven adore Him, 

All obey His sovereign word ; 
Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, 
Crown Him everlasting King. 

Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855. 

616 Tune 89. 

Let us love and sing and wonder, 
Let us praise the Saviour's Name ! 

He has hushed the law's loud thunder, 
He has quenched Mount Sinai's flame ; 

He has washed us in His blood, 

He has brought us nigh to God. 

2 Let us love the Lord Who bought us, 
Pitied us when enemies; 

Called us by His grace, and taught us; 

Healed the blindness of our eyes : 
He has washed us in His blood, 
He presents our souls to God. 

3 Let us sing, though fierce temptation 
Threaten hard to bear us down ! 

For the Lord, our strong Salvation, 

Holds in view the conqueror's crown; 
He, Who washed us in His blood, 
Soon will bring us home to God. 

4 Let us praise, and join the chorus 
Of the saints enthroned on high ; 

Here they trusted Him before us, 

Now their praises fill the sky : 
" Thou hast washed us in Thy blood, 
Thou art worthy, Lamb of God ! " 

John Xewton, 1725-1807. 
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"My yoke." saith Christ, "upon you 
Serve Me amidst oppression ; [take, 

The world and all its joys forsake, 
And shun no tribulation : 

Come, follow Me, and humbly bear 

My Cross and in Mv suffering share." 



2 Then let us follow Christ our Lord, 
Both soul and body offering, 

Be cheerfully, with one accord, 
Partakers of His suffering; 

For they who show true faithfulness 

Shall gain a rich reward of grace. 

Johann Schemer, W24-77. 



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618 Tune 89. 

Shout, O earth ! from silence waking, 
Tune with joy thy varied tongue ; 

Shout ! as when from chaos breaking 
Sweetly flowed thy natal song; 

Shout! for thy Creator's love 

Sends redemption from above. 

2 Call Him blessed ! on thy mountains, 
In thy wild and citied plains ; 

Call Him blessed! when thy fountains 
Speak in softly murmuring strains. 

Let thy captives, let thy kings 

Join the lvre of thousand strings. 



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3 Blessed Lord, and Lord of blessing! 

Pour Thy quickening gifts abroad ; 
Raptured tongues. Thy love confessing, 

Shall extol the living 1 God. 
Blessed, blessed, blessed Lord ! 
Heaven shall chant no other word. 

William H. Havergal, 1793-1870. 

Olc? Tune 89. 

Holy Father ! we address Thee — 
Loved in Thv beloved Son ; 

Holy Son of God, we bless Thee, 
Boundless grace hath made us one; 

Holy Spirit, aid our songs. 

This glad work to Thee belongs. 

ilary Bowley Peters, b. 1S06. 



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T.7 • l. • i - , . Tune 89. 

Christ, in highest neaven enthroned, 
Equal of the Father's might, 

By pure spirits, trembling, ownSd, 
God of God, and Light of Light, 

Thee 'mid angel hosts we sing, 

Thee their Maker and their King ! 

2 All who circling round adore Thee, 
All who bow before Thy Throne, 

Burn with naming zeal before Thee, 



Thy behests to carry down ; 
To and fro, 'twixt earth and heaven, 
Speed they each on errands given. 

3 They to aid the sick and dying 
Called from heaven do swiftly fly, 

Grace divine and strength supplying 
In their mortal agony ; 

Souls released from bondage here 

They to Paradise do bear. 

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Tune 91. 

Lead us, Heavenly Father, lead us 

O'er the world's tempestuous sea ; 
Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us, 

For we have no help but Thee ; 
Yet possessing every blessing, 

If our God our Father be. 
2 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us 

All our weakness Thou dost know ; 
Thou didst tread this earth before us ; 



Thou didst feel its keenest woe ; 
Lone and dreary, faint and weary, 
Through the desert Thou didst go. 

3 Spirit of our God, descending, 
Fill our hearts with heavenly joy ; 

Love with every passion blending, 
Pleasure that can never cloy ; 

Thus provided, pardoned, guided, 
Xothing can our peace destroy. 

James Edmeston, 1791-1867. 



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622 Tune 91. 

Gracious Saviour, gentle Shepherd, 
Li'tle ones are dear to Thee ; 

Gathered with Thy arms, and carried 
In Thy bosom may we be ; 

Sweetly, fondly, safely tended, 
From all want and danger free. 

2 Tender Shepherd, never leave us 
From Thy fold to go astray ; 

By Thy look of love directed, 
May we walk the narrow way ; 

Thus' direct us and protect us, 
Lest we fall to sin a prey. 

3 Cleanse our hearts from sinful folly 
In the stream Thy love supplied, 

Mingled stream of blood and water, 
Flowing, from Thy wounded side : 



And to heavenly pastures lead us 

Where Thine"own still waters glide. 
4 Let Thy holy word instruct us. 

Fill our minds with heavenly light ; 
Let Thy love and grace constrain us 

To approve whate'er is right, 
Take Thine easy yoke, and wear it, 

Feel Thy everv burden liarht. 

Edward H. Bickersteth, h. 1825. 

O^O Tune 91. 

Now, my soul, thy voice upraising, 

Sing in sweet and mournful strain 
Of the grief and wounds and sorrow 

And the agonizing pain, 
Which Christ Jesus, sinless Victim, 

Freely bore, for sinners slain. 
2 See, the spear His side is piercing, 

Though His foes have seen Him die; 
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In a stream of mystery : 
Water from our guilt to cleanse us, 

Blood to buy us crowns on high. 

3 Draughts of life, O blest Redeemer, 
From those springs to us afford, 

Thirst refreshing, health bestowing, 
And hereafter our reward; 

Tli at with ceaseless rapture glowing, 
Ransomed worlds may hail Thee Lord 
John Chandler, tr., 1806-76. 

624 Tune 91. 

Christ is made the sure Foundation, 
Christ the Head and Corner-stone, 

Chosen of the Lord and precious, 
Binding all the Church in one, 

Holy Zion's Help for ever. 
And her Confidence alone. 

2 All that dedicated city. 
Dearly loved of God on high, 

In exultant jubilation 

Pours perpetual melody. 
God the One in Three adoring 

In glad hymns eternally. 

3 To this temple where we call Thee, 
Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day ; 

With Thy wonted loving-kindness 
Hear Thy servants as they pray, 

And Thy fullest benediction 
Shed within its walls alway. 

4 Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants 
What they ask of Thee to gain, 

What they gain of Thee for ever 

Wirh the blessed to retain, 
And hereafter in Thy glory 

Evermore with Thee to reign. 

John M. Xealel tr., 1818-66. 

625 Tune 91. 

Who the multitudes can number 
In the mansions of the blest, 

He can weigh the joys eternal 

By those ransomed ones possessed ; 

Exiled now on earth no longer. 
They have gained the home of rest. 



I 2 Happilv at last delivered 

From the mournful vale of tears 

Sweet is now their recollection 
Of the sul and troubled years ; 

While fulfilled in all perfection 
God's eternal plan appears. 

3 Xow in shadow and in figure, 
Mirrored in imperfect light ; 

Then as we are known, our knowledge 
Shall be (dear, unveiled and bright : 

For on God's unclouded glory 
We shall gaze with cleansed sight. 

4 Courage, man, be strong, be faithful, 
Whatsoe'er thy burden be. 

For unbounded are the glories 
Which thy sorrows work for thee ; 

Soon the Li edit of Lisrht for ever 
Shall thine eyes with rapture soe. 

Thomas Benson Pollock, b. Is36. 

626 Tune9L 

I Blessed city, heavenly Salem, 
Peaceful vision dim descried; 

'. Built of livins; stones elected, 
Built for ever to abide ; 
Angel-circled, as the virgins 
For the Bridegroom deck the bride. 

2 Newly brisrht from heaven descend- 
Robed in bridal raiment meet, [ing, 

Ready for the heavenly marriage. 
Forth she comes her" Lord to greet : 

Glorious shine her golden bulwarks; 
Shines the golden-paved street. 

3 All her halls a royal priesthood 
Fills with music gloriously. 

Praise of God from saintly voices 

Rineing out melodiously. 
Heralding with endless joyance 

Go 1 the One in Persons Three. 

4 Visit, Lord, this earthly temple 
Where Thy presence we implore, 

Here receive the rising intense 

From the hearts that Thee adore, 
Sprinkle here Thy benedictions. 
Dews of healing evermore. 

Edward White Benson, tr.. b. 1529. 
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O^T Tune 91. 

Come, ye faithful, raise the anthem, 
Cleave the skies with shouts of praise 

Sing- to Him Who found the ransom, 
Ancient of eternal days. 

God of God, the Word Incarnate, 
Whom the heaven of heaven obeys. 

2 Ere He raised the lofty mountains, 
Formed the seas, or built the sky, 

Love eternal, free, and boundless, 
Moved the Lord of life to die. 

Fore-ordained the Prince of princes 
For the throne of Calvary. 

3 There for us and our redemption, 
See Him all "His life-blood pour! 

There He wins our full salvation, 
Dies that we may die no more : 

Then, arising 1 , lives for ever, 
Reigning where He was before. 

Job Hupton and John Mason 2STeale. 

628 Tune 91. 

To the Name of our Salvation, 
Laud and honor let us pay, 

Which for many a generation 
Hid in God's foreknowledge lay, 

But with holy exultation 
We may sing aloud to-day. 

2 Jesus is the Name we treasure: 
Xame beyond what words can tell; 

Name of gladness, Xame of pleasure, 
Ear and heart delighteth well : 

Xame of sweetness, passing measure, 
Saving us from sin and hell. 

3 'Tis the Xame for adoration, 
Xame for songs of victory, 

Xame for holy meditation 

In this vale of misery, 
Xame for joyful veneration 

By the citizens on high. 

4 'Tis the Xame that whoso preacheth 
Speaks like music to the ear ; 

Who in prayer this Xame beseecheth 



Sweetest comfort findeth near; 

Who its perfect wisdom reacheth 

Heavenly joy possesseth here. 

5 Jesus is the Xame exalted 
Over every other name ; 

In this Xame whene'er assaulted, 
We can put our foes to shame : 

Strength to them who else had halted, 
Eyes to blind, and feet to lame. 

6 Therefore we in love adoring 
This most blessed Xame revere ; 

Holy Jesus, Thee imploring 

So to write it in us here, 
That hereafter heavenward soaring 

We mav sing with angels there. 

John Mason Neale, tr., 1818-66. 

629 Tune 91. 

Light's abode, celestial Salem, 
Vision whence true peace doth spring, 

Brighter than the heart can fancy, 
Mansion of the Highest King; 

O how glorious are the praises 
Which of thee the prophets sing ! 

2 There no cloud or passing vapor 
Dims the brightness of the air; 

Endless noon-day. glorious noon-day, 
From the Sun of suns is there ; 

There no night brings rest from labor, 
There unknown are toil and care. 

3 O how glorious and resplendent, 
Fragile body, shalt thou be, 

When endued with so much beauty, 
Full of health and strong and free, 

Full of vigor, full of pleasure, 
Thou shalt last eternally ! 

4 Xow with gladness, now with courage 
Bear the burden on thee laid, 

That hereafter these thy labors 
May with endless gifts be paid, 

And in everlasting glory 
Thou with brightness"be arrayed. 

From the Hymnal Noted. 



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630 Tune 92 

And is it true as I am told, 

That there are lambs within the fold 

Of God's beloved Son ? 
That Jesus Christ, Avith tender care, 
Will in His arms most gently bear 

The helpless little one? 

2 Yes I, a little straying lamb, 
May come to Jesus as I am, 

Though goodness I have none ; 
May now be folded on His breast, 
As birds within the parent nest, 

And be His little one. 

3 And He can do all this for me, 
Because, in sorrow, on the Tree, 

He once for sinners hung ; 
And having put their sin away, 
He now rejoices, day by day, 

To cleanse the little one. 

4 Others there are who love me too ; 
But who, with all their love, can do 

What Jesus Christ has done? 
Then if He teaches me to pray, 
I'll surely go to Him and say, 

"Lord," keep Thy little one." 

Ameiia Matilda Hull. c. 1860. 

631 Tune 92. 

Oft when the waves of passion rise, 
And storms of life conceal the skies, 

And o'er the ocean sweep, 
Tossed in the long tempestuous night, 
We feel no ray of heavenly light 

To cheer the lonely deep. 

2 But lo, in our extremity, 

The Saviour walking on the sea ! 

E'en now He passes by ! 
He silences our clamorous fear, 
And mildly says, " Be of good cheer, 

Be not afraid, 't is I." 

3 Ah, Lord, if it be Thou indeed, 
So near us in our time of need, 

So good, so strong to save; 



Speak the kind word of power to me, 
Bid me believe and come to Thee, 
Swift walking on the wave. 

4 He bids me come ! His voice I know, 
And boldly on the waters go, 

And brave the tempest's shock : 
O'er rude temptations now I bound, 
The billows yield a solid ground, 

The wave is firm as rock. 

5 Come in. come in, Thou Princeof peace, 
And all the storms of sin shall cease, 

And fall, no more to rise : 
Oh, if Thy Spirit still remain, 
Our rest on distant shores we gain, 

Our haven in the skies. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

£>3A Tune 92. 

Come, see the place where Jesus lay, 
And hear angelic watchers say, 

" He lives, Who once was slain : 
Why seek the living midst the dead? 
Bemember how the Saviour said, 

That He would rise again." 

2 Oh, joyful sound ! oh, glorious hour, 
When by His own almighty power 

He rose, and left the grave ! 
Xow let our songs His triumph tell, 
Who burst the bands of death and hell, 

And ever lives to save. 

3 The First-Begotten of the dead, 
For us He rose, our glorious Head, 

Immortal life to bring; [die? 

What, though the saints like Him shall 
They share "their Leader's victory, 

And triumph with their King/ 

4 No more they tremble at the grave, 
For Jesus will their spirits save, 

And raise their slumbering dust : 
O risen Lord ! in Thee we live, 
To Thee our ransomed souls we give, 

To Thee our bodies trust. 

Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855. 



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Come, Holy Spirit, from above, 

And from the realms of light and love 

Thine own bright rays impart. 
Come. Father of the fatherless, 
Come, Giver of all happiness, 

Come. Lamp of every heart. 

2 O Thon. of comforters the best, 

O Thou, the soul's most welcome Guest, 

O Thou, our sweet Repose, 
Our Resting-place from life's long care, 
Our Shadow from the world's fierce 

Our Solace in all woes ! [glare, 

3 Wash out each dark and sordid stain, 
Water each dry and arid plain, 

Raise up the bruised reed. 
Enkindle what is cold and chill, 
Relax the stiff and stubborn will, 

Guide those that goodness need. 

Arthur Penrhyn Stanley, ti\, 1815-81. 

Oo*± Tune 92. 

•' Father. Thy will, not Mine, be done!" 
So prayed on earth Thy suffering Son, 

So in His Xame I pray : 
The spirit fails, the flesh is weak ; 
Thy help in agony I seek ; 
*Oh, take the cup away. 
2 If such be not Thy sovereign will, 
Thy wiser purpose then fulfill ; 

My wishes I resign ; 
Into Thy hands my soul commend, 
On Thee for life ordeath depend ; 

Thy will be done, not mine. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

fc>00 Tune 92. 

O Holy Ghost, Thou Fount of light, 
Thv blessed radiance puts to flight 

The darkness of the mind ; 
The pure are only pure through Thee ; 
And Thou the prisoner dost set free, 

And cheer with light the blind. 
2 Thy grace eternal truth instills, 
The ignorant with knowledge fills, 

Awakens those who sleep, 



Inspires the tongue, informs the eye, 
Expands the heart with charity, 
And comforts all who weep/ 

3 Teach us to aim at heaven's high prize, 
And for its glory to despise 

The world and all below; 
Cleanse us from sin, direct us right, 
Illume us with Thy heavenly light, 

Thy peace on us bestow. 

4 Lord of all sanctity and might, 
Eternal Thou and infinite, 

The Life of earth and heaven ; 
To Thee the High and Holv One, 
To Thee, with Father, and with Son, 

Be praise and glorv given. 

Edward Caswall, tr., 1814-78. 

636 Tune 9 2 

Fear not, O little Flock, the foe 
Who madly seeks your overthrow; 

Dread not his rage and power; [faints, 
What though your courage sometimes 
His seeming triumph o'er God's saints 

Lasts but a little hour. 

2 Be of good cheer ; your cause belongs 
To Him who ran avemre your wrongs; 

Leave it to Him, our Lord ! 
Though hidden yet from mortal eyes, 
Salvation shall for you arise, 

He girdeth on His sword. 

3 As true as God's own word is true, 
Xot earth nor hell with all their crew 

Against us shall prevail ; 
A jest and by- word are they grown ; 
God is with us, we are His own, 

Our victory cannot fail. 

4 Amen, Lord Jesus, errant our prayer! 
Great Captain, now Thine arm make 

Fight for us once again ! [bare, 

So shall Thv saints and martyrs raise 
A mighty chorus to Thy praise, 

World without end: Amen! 
Gustavus Adolphu«. 1594-1632, (in prose > ; Jakob 
Fabricius, 1593-1654, (in verse) ; Catherine Wink- 
worth, tr., 1829-78. 



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Oo7 Tune 92. 

O Love Divine, how sweet Thou art ! 
When shall I find mv willing heart 

All taken up by Thee? 
My thirsting spirit faints to prove 
The greatness of redeeming love, 

The love of Christ to me. 

2 Stronger His love than death and hell. 
Its riches are unsearchable ; 

The first-born sons of light 
Desire in vain its depths to see; 
They can not reach the mvsterv, 

The length, and breadth, and height. 

3 God only knows the love of God ; 
O that it now were shed abroad 

In this poor stony heart ; 
For love I sigh, for love I pine; 
This only portion, Lord, be mine, 

Be mine this better part ! 

4 For ever would I take mv seat 
With Mary at the Master's" feet! 

Be this my happy choice : 
My only care, delight and bliss, 
My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, 

To hear the Bridegroom's voice. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

638 Tune 92 

Come join, ye saints, with heart and 
Alone in Jesus to rejoice, [voice, 

And worship at His feet; 
Come, take His praises on your tongues, 
And raise to Him your thankful songs, 

" In Him ye are complete ! " 

2 In Him, Who all our praise excels, 
The fullness of the Godhead dwells, 

And all perfections meet : 
The Head of all celestial powers, 
Divinely theirs, divinely ours; — 

" In Him ye are complete ! " 
3 Still onward urs:e your heavenly wav, 
Dependent on Him day bv day, 

His presence still entreat ; 



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His precious Name for ever bless. 
Your Glory, Strength, and Righteous- 
" In Him ye are complete ! " [ness,— 
Samuel Medley, 1738-99. 
^39 Tune 9 2. 

Jesus, Who died a world to save, 
Revives and rises from the grave, 

By His almighty power: 
From sin, and death, and hell set free, 
He captive leads captivity, 

And lives to die no more. 

2 Children of God ! look up and see 
Your Saviour clothed in majesty, 

Triumphant o'er the tomb: 
Come, cease to grieve, cast off your fears, 
In heaven your mansions He prepares, 

And soon will take you home. 

3 His Church is still His joy and crown; 
He looks with love and pity down 

On her He did redeem : 
The members of that Church He knows, 
He shares their joys and feels their woes, 

And they shall Veisrn with Him. 

William Hammond. 1719-83. 
040 Tune 92. 

Children of light, arise and shine ! 
Your birth, your hopes, are all divine, 

Your home is in the skies. 
Oh ! then, for heavenlv glory born, 
Look down on all with holy scorn 

That earthly spirits prize. 

2 With Christ, with glory full in view, 
Oh ! what is all the world to you? 

What is it all but loss? 
Come on, then, cleave no more to earth, 
Nor wrong your high celestial birth, 

Ye pilgrims of the Cross. 

3 O blessed Lord, we yet shall reign, 
Redeemed from sorrow, sin, and pain, 

And walk with Thee in white. 
We suffer now ; but oh ! at last 
We'll bless the Lord for all the past, 

And own our cross was light 

Edward Denny, b. 1796. 



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041 Tune 95. 

Father, in high heaven dwelling, 
May our evening song be telling, 

Of Thy mercy large and free ; 
Through the day, Thy love hath fed us, 
Through the day, Thy care hath led us, 

With divinest charity. 

2 This day's sins, oh, pardon, Saviour ! 
Evil thoughts, perverse behavior, 

Envy, pride, and vanity ; 
From all evil us deliver ; 
Save us now, and save us ever, 

O Thou Lamb of Calvary. 

3 Whilst the night-dews are distilling, 
Holy Ghost, each heart be filling 

With Thine own serenity ; 

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Softly let our eyes be closing, 
Loving souls on Thee reposing, 
Ever-blessed Trinity. 

George Rawson, b. 1807. 

^^^ Tune 95. 

Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures 
Sing of those who spread the treasures 

In the holy Gospels shrined ; 
Blessed tidings of salvation, 
Peace on earth their proclamation, 

Love from God to lost mankind. 
2 Oh, that we, Thy truth confessing, 
And Thy holy word possessing, 

Jesus,' may Thy love adore ; 
Unto Thee our voices raising, 
Thee with all Thy ransomed praising, 

Ever and for evermore. 

R. Campbell, tr., d. 1368. 



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O4o Tune 95. 

At the Cross her station keening. 
Stood the mournful mother, weeping, 

Where He hnnff, her son and Lord ; 
For her soul, of joy bereaved, 
Bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, 

Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 
2 Oh how sad and sore distressed 
Now was she, that mother blessed, 

Of the Sole-Begotten One. 
Deep the woe of her affliction, 
When she saw the crucifixion 

Of her ever-glorious son. 



3 Who on Christ's dear mother gazing, 
Pierced by anguish so amazing, 

Born of woman, would not weep ? 
Who. on Christ's dear mother thinking, 
Such a cup of sorrow drinking, 

Would not share her sorrows deep? 

4 For His people's sin chastised 
She beheld her son despised. 

Scourged and crowned with thorns 
entwined, 
Saw Him then, from judtrment taken, 
And in death by all forsaken, 

Till His spirit He resigned. 



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Stir in me the same emotion, 

Fount of love. Redeemer kind ! 
That my heart, fresh ardor gaining, 
And a purer love attaining, 

May with Thee acceptance find. 

Jacobus de Benedictis, ( Jacopone da Todi.) 
d. 1306. 

044 Tune 95. 

Ponder thou the Cross all holy. 
Who will tread the pathway lowly 

To the perfect joy above f 
Thus the holy Cross aye ponder, 
And. with an uncloying wonder, 

Drink its mysteries of love. 

2 When thou toilest. when thou sleepest, 
When thou smilest, when thou weepest ; 

Sad or gladsome if thou art ; 
In thy coming, in thy going, 
Whether pain or solace knowing, 

Keep the Cross within thy heart. 

3 Blessed Lord, sustain Thy servant ; 
Make my soul with anguish fervent, 

Feel Thy passion day by day ; 
Lovingly I yearn to cherish " [perish, 
That sweet Cross where Thou didst 

In Thine arms to pass away. 

Edward Abiel Washbiirne, 1S19-S1. 

~^k Tune 95. 

From the Cross the blood is falling, 
And to us a Voice is calling. 

Like a trumpet silver-clear. 
'Tis the Voice announcing pardon, 
"It is finished." is its burden, 

Pardon to the far and near. 
2 Peace that precious blood is sealing, 
All our wounds for ever healing, 

And removing every load : 
Words of peace that Voice has spoken, 
Peace that shall no more be broken, 

Peace between the soul and God. 
3" Love its fullness there unfolding, 
Stand we here in joy beholding, 

To the exiled sons of men ; 
Love, the gladness past all naming, 



Of an open heaven proclaiming, 
Love that bids us enter in. 

4 God is Love : -we read the writing 
Traced so deeply in the smiting 

Of the glorious Surety there. 
God is Light :— we see it beaming, 
Like a heavenly day-spring gleaming, 

So divinely sweet and fair. 

5 Cross of shame, yet Tree of glory. 
Round thee winds the one great story 

Of this ever-changing earth ; 
Center of the true and holy, 
Grave of human sin and folly, 

Womb of Nature's second birth. 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89 

o4o Tune 95- 

Christ has come for our salvation : 
Hallowed be our celebration 

Of the day when He was born ! 
He for us hath left His heaven, 
And to dwell with man is ariven, — 

Israel's Hope, the Gentile's Morn. 
2 We our parents' sin inherit. 
Tears and pain, and sorrow merit. 

Ever ending in the grave ; 
But this day the Virgin Mother 
Gave the world our Elder Brother: 

Jesus comes, the world to save ! 

Edward Arthur Dayman, b. 1S07. 

&Q • Tune 95. 

In Thy glorious resurrection. 
Lord, we see a world's erection : 

Man in Thee is glorified ; 
Bliss for which the patriarchs panted, 
Joys by ancient sages chanted, 

Now in Thee are verified. 

2 Oracles of former ages, 
Vailed in dim prophetic pages, 

Xow lie open to the sight : [ling 

Xow the types, which glimmered dark- 
In the twilight gloom "are sparkling 

In the blaze of noonday light. 

3 Thus Thy resurrection's glory 
Sheds a light on ancient story;' 



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And it casts a forward ray, — 
Beacon-light of solemn warning, 
To the dawn of that great morning 

Ushering in the Judgment-Day. 

4 Ever since Thy death and rising 
Thou the nations art baptizing 

In Thy death's similitude; 
Dead to sin and ever dying, 
And our members mortifying, 

Mav we walk with life renewed. 

Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-85. 

648 Tune 95. 

By the Cross of Jesus standing, 
Love our straitened souls expanding, 

Taste we now the peace and grace ! 
Health from yonder Tree is flowing, 
Heavenly light is on it glowing, 

From the blessed Sufferer's face. 

2 Here is pardon's pledge and token, 
Guilt's strong chain for ever broken, 

Righteous peace securely made. 
Brightens now the brow, once shaded, 
Freshens now the face, once faded, 

Peace with God now makes us glad. 

3 All the love of God is yonder, 
Love above all thought and wonder, 

Perfect love that casts out fear ! 
Strength, like dew, is here distilling, 
Glorious life our souls is filling; — 

Life eternal, only here ! 

4 Here the living water welleth, 
Here the rock now smitten, telleth 

Of salvation freely given. 
This the fount of love and pity, 
This the pathway to the City, 

This the very gate of heaven. 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 

649 Tune 95. 

Sion, to thy Saviour singing, 

To thy Prince and Shepherd bringing 

Sweetest hymns of love and praise, 
Yet thou shalt not reach the measure 
Of His worth, by all the treasure 

Of thy most ecstatic lays ! 



2 Of all wonders that can thrill thee, 
And with adoration fill thee, 

What than this can greater be, 
That Himself to thee He giveth?— 
He in faith that eateth, liveth,— 

For the Bread of life is He. 

3 Fill thy lips to overflowing 
With sweet praise, His mercy showing, 

Who this heavenl\7 table spread; 
On this day so glad and hoh' - , 
To each hungering spirit lowly 

Giveth He the living bread. 

4 Here the King hath spread His table, 
Whereon eyes of faith are able 

Christ the Passover to trace. 
Shadows of the law are going, 
Light and life and truth inflowing, 

Night to day is giving place. 

5 O good Shepherd, Bread life-giving, 
Us, Thy grace and life receiving, 

Feed and shelter evermore! 
Thou on earth our weakness guiding, 
We in heaven with Thee abiding, 

With all saints will Thee adore. 

Alexander R. Thompson, tr.. b. 1822. 

OOO Tune 95. 

Upward where the stars are burning, 
Silent, silent in their turning, 

Round the never changing pole; 
Upward where the sky is brightest, 
Upward where the blue is lightest, — 

Lift I now my longing soul. 

2 Where the Lamb on high is seated, 
By ten thousand voices greeted : 

Lord of lords, and King of kings ! 
Son of man, they crown, they crownHim, 
Son of God, they own, they own Him, 

With His Name the palace rings. 

3 Blessing, honor, without measure, 
Heavenly riches, earthly treasure, 

Lay we at His blessed feet: 
Poor the praise that now we render, 
Loud shall be our voices yonder, 
When before His throne Ave meet. 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 
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^Tune 96. 

Our Father, Thou in heaven above, 
Who biddest us to dwell in love, 
As brethren of one family, 
And cry for all we need to Thee ; 
Teach us to mean the w r ords we say, 
And from the inmost heart to pray. 

2 All hallowed be Thy Name, O Lord ! 
O let us firmly keep Thy word, 

And lead, according to Thy Name, 
A holy life, untouched by blame ; 
Let no false teachings do us hurt; 
All poor deluded souls convert. 

3 Thy Kingdom come ! Thine let it be 
In time and through eternity ! 

O let Thy Holy Spirit dwell 
With ns, to rule and guide us well; 
From Satan's mighty power and rage 
Preserve Thy Church from age to age. 

4 Thy will be done on earth, O Lord, 
As where in heaven Thou art adored ! 
Patience in time of grief bestow, 
Obedience true through weal and woe ; 
Strength, tempting wishes to control 
That thwart Thy will within the soul. 

5 Give us to-day our daily bread, 
Let us be duly clothed and fed, 
And keep Thou from our homes afar 
Famine and pestilence and war, 
That we may live in godly peace, 
L T n vexed by cares or avarice. 

6 Forgive our sins, that they no more 
May grieve and haunt us as before, 
As we forgive their trespasses 

Who unto us have done amiss ; 
Thus let us dwell in charity, 
And serve each other willingly. 

7 Into temptations lead us not, 
And when the foe doth war and plot 
Against our souls on everv hand, 
Then, armed with faith, ohmav we stand 
Against him as a valiant host 
Through comfort of the Holy Ghost. 

8 Deliver us from evil, Lord, 

The days are dark and foes abroad ; 
Redeem us from the second death, 
And when we yield our dying breath, 



Console us, grant us calm release, 
And take our souls to Thee in peace. 
9 Amen ! that is, so let it be ! 
Strengthen our faith and trust in Thee, 
That we may doubt not, but believe 
That what we ask we shall receive ; 
Thus in Thy Name and at Thy word 
We say Amen ; now hear os. Lord ! 

Martin Luther, 1483-1546; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

652 Tune 96 

The doctrine of our dying Lord, 
The faith He on Mount Calvary sealed, 

We sign, asserting every word" 
Which in His gospel is revealed 

As truth divine; and cursed are they 

Who add thereto or take away. 

2 We steadfastly this truth maintain, 
That none is righteous, no not one ; 

That in the Lamb, for sinners slain, 

We're justified by faith alone; 
And all who in His Name belieAe, 
Christ and His righteousness receive. 

3 Our works and merits we disclaim, 
Opposing all self-righteousness, 

E'en our best actions we condemn 

As ineffectual, and confess, 
Whoe'er thereon doth place his trust, 
And not on Jesus, will be lost. 

4 Christ is our Master, Lord, and God, 
The fullness of the Three in One ; 

His life, death, righteousness, and blood, 

Our faith's foundation are alone; 
His Godhead and His death shall be 
Our theme to all eternity. 

5 On Him we'll venture all we have, 
Our lives, our all, to Him we owe ; 

None else is able us to save. 

Naught but the Saviour will we know; 
This we subscribe with heart and hand, 
Resolved through grace thereby to stand. 

6 This now with heaven's resplendent 

host 
We echo through the Church of God ; 
Among the heathen make our boast 
Of Jesus' saving death and blood; 
We loud, like many waters, join, 
In showing forth His love divine. 

John Cennick. 1718-55. 



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OOO Tune 96. 

In that sad, memorable night. 

When Jesus was for us betrayed, 
He left His death-recording rite: 

He took, aud blessed, and brake the 
bread ; 
And gave His own their last bequest; 
And thus His love's intent expressed : 

2 " Take, eat, this is My body, given 
To purchase life and peace for you, 

Pardon, and holiness, and heaven: 
Do this, My dying love to show : 
Accept your precious legacy. 
And thus, my friends, remember Me." 

3 He took into His hands the cup, 
To crown the sacramental feast, 

And, full of kind concern, looked up, 
And gave to them what He had 
blessed ; 
And, " Drink ye all of this," He said, 
" In solemn memory of the dead. 

4 "This is My blood, which seals the 
Eternal covenant of My grace ; [new, 

My blood, so freely shed" for }*ou, 
For you and all the sinful race; 
My blood, that speaks your sins for- 
given, 
And justifies your claim to heaven." 
Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

654 Tune 96. 

Through midnight gloom from Mace- 
The cry of myriads as of one, [don, 
The woeful silence of despair 
Is eloquent in awful prayer, 
The soul's exceeding bitter cry, 
"Come o'er and help us, or we die !" 

2 Bv other sounds the world is won 
Than that which wails from Macedon; 
The roar of gain is round it rolled, 

Or men unto themselves are sold ; 
And cannot list the alien cry: 
"O hear and help us, lest we die !" 

3 Yet with that cry from Macedon 
The very car of Christ rolls on : 

"I come: — who would abide My day, 
In yonder wilds prepare My way ; 
Mv Voice is crying in their cry, 
Help ye the dying, lest ye die." 

4 Jesus, for men of Man the Son, 
Yea, Thine the cry from Macedon ; 
O bv the Kingdom and the power 
And glorv of Thine Advent-hour, 
Wake heart and will to hear their cry, 
Help us to help them, lest we die. 

Samuel John Stone, b. 1829. 

655 Tune 96. 

O quickly come, dread Judge of all ; 
For, awful though Thine advent be, 
All shadows from the truth will fall, 
And falsehood die, in sight of Thee ; 
O quickly come: for doubt and fear 
Like clouds dissolve whenThou art near. 
2 O quickly come, great King of all ; 
Reign all around us, and within : 
Let sin no more our souls enthrall, 



Let pain and sorrow die with sin : 
O quickly come: for Thou alone 
Canst make Thy scattered people one. 

3 O quickly come, true Life of all; 
For death is mighty all around ; 
On every home His shadows fall, 
On every heart His mark is found; 
O quickly come: for grief and pain 
Can never cloud Thy glorious reign, 

4 O quickly come, sure Lisrht of all, 
For gloomy night broods o'er our way ; 
And weakly souls begin to fall 

With weary watching for the day : 

O quickly come: for^round Thy*throne 

No eye is blind, no night is known. 

Laurence Tuttiett, b. 1S25. 

OOO Tune 96. 

When gathering clouds around I view, 
And days are dark, and friends are few, 
On Him I lean, Who, not in vain, 
Experienced every human pain : 
He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
And counts and treasures up my tears. 

2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, 
To flee the good I would pursue, 

Or do the sin I would not do ; 

Still He Who felt temptation's power, 

Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 

3 When, sorrowing, o'er some stone I 

bend, 
Which covers all that was a friend, 
And from his hand, his voice, his smile, 
Divides me for a little while ; 
My Saviour marks the tears I shed, 
For Jesus wept o'er Lazarus dead. 

4 And oh, when I have safely passed 
Through every conflict but the last, 
Still, Lord, unchanging watch beside 
My dying bed, for Thou hast died ; 
Then*point to realms of cloudless day, 
And wipe the latest tear away. 

Robert Grant, 1785-1838. 
057 Tune go. 

When adverse winds and waves arise, 
And in my heart despondence sighs ; 
When life her throng of cares reveals, 
And weakness o'er my spirit steals, 
Grateful I hear the kind decree, 
That "asmj day, my strength shall be." 

2 One trial more must yet be past, 
One pang — the keenest and the last ; 
And when, with brow convulsed and 

pale, 
My feeble, quivering heart-strings fail, 
Redeemer ! grant my soul to see 
That "as mv dav, mv strength shall be." 
Lydia Huntley Sigourney, 1792-1865. 

658 Tune 96. 

To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
Be honor, praise, and glory given, 
By all on earth, and all in heaven, 
As was through ages heretofore, 
Is now and shall be evermore. 



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059 Tune 9Q. 

Now I have found the ground wherein 
Sure ray soul's anchor may remain ; 

The wounds of Jesus, for my sin 
Before the world's foundation slain; 

Whose mercy shall unshaken stay 

When heaven and earth are fled away. 

2 Father. Thine everlasting grace 
Our scanty thought surpasses far ; 

Thy heart still melts with tenderness, 

Thin^ arms of love still open are, 
Returning sinners to receive. 
That mercy they may taste, and live. 

3 O Love. Thou bottomless Abyss, 
My sins are swallowed up in Thee; 

Covered is my unrisrhteonsness, 

Xo spot of guilt remains on me ; 
While Jesus' blood, through earth and 

skies, 
Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries. 

4 Jesus, I know, hath died for me; 
Here is my hope, my joy, my rest ; 

Hither, when hell assaiis, I flee, 

I look into my Saviour's breast : 
Away, sad doubt and anxious fear, 
Mercy is all that's written there. 

5 Though waves and storms go o'er my 

head, [friends be gone ; 

Though strength and health, and 
Though joys be withered all and dead, 

Though every comfort be withdrawn ; 
On this my steadfast soul relies, 
Father, Thy mercy never dies. 

6 Fixed on this ground will I remain. 
Though my heart fail and strength 

decay : 
This anchor shall my soul sustain. 

When earth's foundations melt away : 
Mercy's full power I then shall prove, 
Loved with an everlasting love. 

Joliann Andreas Rothe, 1688-1758. 

660 Tune 96 . 

Lord of the harvest ! once again 

We thank Thee for the ripened grain ; 



For crops safe carried, sent to cheer 
Thy servants through another year : 
For all sweet, holy thoughts supplied 
By seed-time and by harvest-tide. 

2 The bare dead grain, in Autumn sown, 
Its robe of vernal green puts on : 
Glad from its wintry grave it springs, 
Fresh garnished by the King of kings; 
So Lord, to those who sleep in Thee 
Shall new and glorious bodies be. 

3 Xot vainly of Thy Word we ask 
A lesson from the reaper's task; 
So shall Thine angels issue forth ; 
The tares be burnt; the just of earth. 
Playthings of sun and storm no more, 
Be gathered to their Father's store. 

4 Daily. O Lord, our prayers be said, 
As Thou hast taught, for daily bread; 
But not alone our bodies feed; 
Supply our fainting spirits' need ! 

Bread of life ! from day to day 

Be Thou our Comfort, Food, and Stay ! 
Joseph Anstice, 1S0S-36. 

001 Tune 96 

O Light, Whose beams illumine all 
From twilight dawn to perfect day, 

Shine Thou before the shadows falf 
That lead our wandering feet astray ; 

At morn and eve Thy radiance pour, 

That youth may love and age adore. 

2 O Way, through Whom oursouls draw 
To yon eternal Home of peace, [near 

Where perfect love shall cast out fear 
And earth's vain toil and wandering 

cease; 
In strength or weakness may we see 
Our heavenward path, O Lord, through 

Thee. 

3 O Truth, before Whose shrine we bow, 
Thou priceless pearl of all who seek, 

To Thee our earliest strength we vow, 

Thy love will bless the pure and meek, 
When dreams or mists beguile our sight, 
Turn Thou our darkness" into light." 



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4 O Life, the Well That ever flows 

To slake the thirst of those that faint, 
Thy power to bless what seraph knows? 
The joy supreme, what words can 
paint? 
In earth's last hour of fleeting breath 
Be Thou our Conqueror over death. 

Edward Hayes Plumptre, b. 1821. 

OOA T une Qe. 

O Love Divine, what hast Thou done? 

The Incarnate God hath died for me ; 
The Father's coeternal Son 

Bore all my sins upon the Tree : 
The Incarnate God for me hath died; 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

2 Behold Him, all, as ye pass by, 

The bleeding Prince of life and peace ! 
Come, sinners, see your Saviour die; 

And say, was ever grief like His ? 
Come, feel with me His blood applied ; 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified ; — 

3 Is crucified for me and you, 

To bring us, rebels, back to God ; 
Believe, believe the record true, 

Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood : 
Pardon for all flows from His side ; 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

4 Then let us sit beneath His Cross, 
And gladly catch the healing stream ; 

All things for Him account but dross, 
And give up all our hearts to Him : 
Of nothing think or speak beside; — 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

663 Tune 96. 

" At evening time let there be light ; " 

Life's little day draws near its close ; 
Around me fall the shades of night, 

The night of death, the grave's repose ; 
To crown my joys, to end my woes, 
At evening time let there be light. 
2 " At evening time let there be light ; " 

Stormy and dark hath been my day — 
Yet rose the morn divinely bright; 

Dews, birds, and blossoms cheered 
the way ; — 



Oh, for one sweet, one parting ray ! 
At evening time let there be light. 

3 " At evening time there shall be light. 

For God hath .spoken ; it must be ; 
Fear, doubt, and anguish take their 
flight ; 
His glory now is risen on me ; 
Mine eyes shall His salvation see ; 
'T is evening time, and there is light; 
James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

664 Tune 96. 

Thou hidden Source of calm repose, 
Thou all-sufficient Love divine ; 

My Help and Refuse from my foes, 
Secure I am, for Thou art mine: 

Thou art my Fortress, Strength, and 
Tower, 

My Trust and Portion evermore. 

2 Jesus, my All-in-all Thou art, 
My Rest in toil, my Ease in pain, 

The Balm to heal my broken heart, 

In storms my Peace, in loss my Gain ; 
My Joy beneath the tyrant's frown, 
In shame my Glory and my Crown ; 

3 In want my plentiful Supply, 

In weakness my Almighty Power ; 
In bonds my perfect Liberty, 

My Refuge in temptations hour ; 
My Comfort 'midst all grief and thrall, 
My Life in death, mv All-in-all. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

OOO Tune 96. 

Oh, that the Comforter would come, 
Nor visit as a transient guest, 

But fix in me His constant home, 
And keep possession of my breast; 

Yea, make my soul His blest abode, 

The temple of the indwelling God. 

2 Come, Holy Ghost, my soul inspire, 
Attest that I am born again ; 

Come and baptize me, now, with fire, 
Nor let Thy former gifts be vain ; 

Grant me a sense that I'm forgiven, 

A pledge that I'm an heir of heaven. 



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3 Grant me the indubitable seal. 

That ascertains the kingdom mine, 
That powerful stamp I long to feel, 

The signature of love divine; 
Oh, shed it in my heart abroad, 
Fullness of love, of heaven, of God. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 
ODD Tune 9 6 . 

Jesus, Thy boundless love to me 

No thought can reach, no tongue de- 
clare ; 
Oh, knit my thankful heart to Thee, 

And reign without a rival there: 
Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am ; 
Be Thou alone my constant Flame. 

2 Oh, grant that nothing in my soul 
May dwell, but Thy pure love alone: 

Oh, may Thy love possess me whole, — 
My Joy. my Treasure, and my Crown : 
Strange flames far from my heart re- 
move ; 
My every act, word, thought, be love. 

3 O Love ! how cheering is Thy ray ! 
All pain before Thy presence flies; 

Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, 

Wherever Thy healing beams arise : 
O Jesus ! nothing may I see, 
Nothing desire, or seek but Thee ! 

4 Unwearied, may I this pursue, 
Dauntless to the high prize aspire; 

Hourly within my soul renew 

This holy flame, this heavenly fire; 
And day and night be all my care 
To guard this sacred treasure there ! 

5 Each moment draw from earth away 
My heart, that lowly waits Thy call; 

Speak to my inmost soul and say, 

"I am thy Love, thy Lord, thy All!"' 
To feel Thy power, to' hear Thy voice, 
To taste Thy love, be all my choice. 

6 In suffering be Thy love my peace, 
In weakness be Thy love my power ; 

And when the storm of life shall cease, 

Jesus in that important hour. 
In death, as life, be Thou my Guide, 
And save me Who for me hast died. 
Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76 ; John Wesley, tr., 1703-91. 

OO/ Tune 96. 

Eternal Father ! strong to save, 
Whose arm doth bind the restless wave, 
Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep 
Its own appointed limits keep : 
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee 
For those in peril on the sea ! 

2 O Saviour! Whose almighty word 
The winds and waves submissive heard, 
Who walkedst on the foaming deep, 
And calm amidst its rage did sleep: 

Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee 
For those in peril on the sea ! 

3 O Sacred Spirit ! Who didst brood 
Upon the chaos dark and rude, 
Who bad'st its angry tumult cease, 
And gavest light and life and peace : 

Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee 
For those in peril on the sea ! 



4 O Trinity of love and power ! 
Our brethren shield in danger's hour; 
From rock and tempest, tire and foe, 
Protect them wheresoe'er they go; 

And ever let there rise to Thee [sea. 

Glad hymns of praise from land and 
William Whiting, 1825-78. 

668 Tune 96 

; Jesus, my Lord, my God, my all ! 
Blest Saviour, hear me when I call ; 
Oh, hear, and from Thy dwelling-place 
Pour down the riches of Thy grace: 
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore — 
Oh, make me love Thee more and more ! 

2 Jesus, alas! too coldly sought, 
How can I love Thee as I ought ? 
And how extol Thy matchless fame, 
The glorious beauty of Thy Name? 
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore— 

Oh, make me love Thee more and more ! 

3 Jesus ! of Thee shall be my song ; 
To Thee my heart and soul belong ; 
All that I have or am is Thine, 

And Thou, my Saviour, Thou art mine ! 
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore — 
Oh, make me love Thee more and more ! 
Henry Collins, 1852. 

Oo9 Tune 96. 

As oft with worn and weary feet. 
We tread earth's rugged valley o'er, 

The thought, how comforting and sweet, 
Christ trod this very path before ! 

Our wants and weaknesses He knows, 

From life's first dawning till its close. 

2 Does sickness, feebleness, or pain, 
Or sorrow in our path appear ? 

The recollection will remain, 

More deeply did He suffer here ; 
His life how truly sad and brief, 
Filled up with suffering and with grief. 

3 If Satan tempt our hearts to stray, 
And whisper evil things within, 

So did He in the desert way 

Assail our Lord with thoughts of sin : 
When worn and in a feeble hour, 
The tempter came with all his power. 

4 Just such as I, this earth He trod, 
With every human ill but sin; 

And, though indeed the very God, 

As I am now, so He has been ; 
My God, my Saviour, look on me 
With pitv, love, and svmpathv. 

James Kdmeston, 1791-1867. 

07U Tune 96. 

Before the Father's awful throne, 

Our High-priest lifts His pierced 
And, interceding for His own, [hands, 

His purchased property demands; 
His people's everlasting Friend, 
Who, loving, loves them to the end. 
2 By faith we claim Him as our own, 

Our Kinsman, near allied in blood, 
Flesh of our flesh, bone of our bone, 

The Son of man, the Son of God; 
We to His mercy-seat draw nigh ; 
He never can Himself denv. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 



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671 Tune 96. 

When, streaming from the eastern skies, 
The morning light salutes mine eyes, 
O Sun of righteousness divine, 
On me with beams of mercy shine ! 
Oh! chase the clouds of guilt away, 
And turn my darkness into day. 
2 And when to heaven's all-glorious 
My morning sacrifice I bring, [King 
And,mou rning o' er my guilt and shame, 
Ask mercy in my Saviour's Name ; 
Then, Jesus, cleanse me with Thy blood, 
And be my Advocate with God. 

William Shru bsole, Jr. , 1759-1829. 

672 Tune 96. 

Thee will I love, my Strength and Tower, 
My soul with love to Thee inspire; 
Thee will I love with all my power; 
Thou art alone my soul's Desire: 
Thee will I love, my King and God ; 
Shed in my heart Thy love abroad. 

YOAKLEY. (8, 8, 8. 8, 8, 8, Iambic.) 



2 Ah, why did I so late Thee know, 
Thou fairest of the sons of men? 
Ah, why did I no sooner go 

To Thee Who canst relieve my pain? 
Ashamed I sigh and inly mourn, 
That I so late to Thee did turn. 

3 In darkness willingly I strayed ; 

I sought Thee, yet from Thee I roved ; 
For wide my wandering thoughts were 

spread, 
Thy creatures more than Thee I loved ; 
And now if more at length I see, 
'Tis through Thy light, and comes from 

Thee. 

4 Give to my eyes repenting tears, 
Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires; 
Give to my soul, with filial fears, 

The love that all heaven's host inspires ; 
That all my powers, with all their might, 
In Thy sole glory may unite. 
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673 Tune 96. 

Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go ; 

Thy words into our minds instill : 
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow 

With lowly love and fervent Will. 
Ref. — Through life's long day, and 
death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our light. 

2 The day is gone, its hours have run, 
And Thou hast taken count of all, 

The scanty triumphs grace hath won, 
The broken vow, the frequent fall. 
Ref. 

3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways 
True absolution and release; 

And biess us more than in past days 
With purity and inward peace.— Ref. 

4 Do more than pardon ; give us joy, 
Sweet fear, and sober liberty. 

And simple hearts without alloy 
That only long to belike Thee. — Ref. 

5 For all we love, the poor, the sad, 
The sinful, unto Thee we call ; 

Oh, let Thy mercy make us glad : 
Thou art our Jesus, and our All. — Rff. 
Frederick W. Faber, 1814-63. 

6 ' ** Tune 96. 

Jesus, what offering shall I give 

To Thee, the Lord of earth and skies? 
My soul and body now receive, 

A holy, living sacrifice ; 
Small as it is, 'tis all my store, [more. 
More shouldst Thou have, if I had 
Joachim Lange, 1670-1744 ; Jobn Wesley, 
tr., 1703-91. 

07«J Tune 96. 

As every day Thy mercy spares, 
Will bring its trials or its cares, 
O Saviour, till my life shall end, 
Be Thou my Counselor and Friend ; 
Teach me Thy precepts all divine, 
And be Thy great example mine. 
2 When each day 's scenes or labors close, 
And wearied nature seeks repose, 
With pardoning mercy richly blest, 
Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest; 
And as each morning sun shall rise, 
Oh, lead me onward to the skies ! 



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3 And at my life's last setting sun, 
My conflicts o'er, my labors done, 
Jesus, Thine heavenly radiance shed, 
To cheer and bless my dying bed ; 
And from death's gloom my spirit raise, 
To see Thy face and sins: Thv praise. 

William Shrubsole, Jr., 1759-1829. 
OYO Tune 96 

Faith of our fathers ! living still 
In spite of dungeon, fire and sword; 

O how our hearts beat high with joy 
Whene'er we hear that glorious word ; 

Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! 

We will be true to thee till death. 

2 Our fathers, chained in prisons dark, 
Were still in heart and conscience free; 

How sweet would be their children's 
fate. 
If they, like them, could die for Thee ! 
Faith of our fathers ! etc. 

3 Faith of our fathers ! we will love 
Both friend and foe in all our strife: 

A.nd preach thee, too, as love knows 
how. 
By kindly words and virtuous life: 
Faith of our fathers ! etc. 

Frederick William Faber, 1S14-63. 

O i 7 Tune 96. 

Draw nism, draw nigh, Immanuel, 
And ransom captive Israel, 
That mourns in lowly exile here, 
L T ntil the Son of God appear. 
Ref. — Rejoice! Rejoice! Immanuel 
Shall come to thee, O Israel! 

2 Draw nigh, draw nigh, O Morning 
And bring us comfort from afar; [Star, 
And banish far from us the gloom 

Of sinful night and endless doom. — Ref. 

3 Draw nigh, draw nigh, O David's Key, 
The heavenly gates unfold to Thee ; 
Make safe the way that leads on high, 
And close the path to misery. — Ref. 

4 Draw nigh, draw nigh, O Lord of 

might, 
Who once, from Sinai's flaming: height, 
Didst give the trembling tribes Thy law, 
In cloud, and majestv. and awe.— Ref. 
From the Latin ; John M. Neale, tr., 1818-66* 



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^5 ' O Tune 97. 

Reach out Thy scepter, King of love, 
Let us Thy royal favor prove, 
Who, conscious of our indigence, 
ApproachThy th rone with confidence; 

O teach our lips to praise, our hearts to 
glow, 

Our eyes with grateful tears to overflow. 

2 O ground us deeper still in Thee, 
And let us Thy true followers be ; 
And when of Thee we testify, 

Fill Thou our souls with heavenlv jov: 
May Thy blest Spirit all our souls in- 
spire, [fire. 
And set each cold and lifeless heart on 

3 Our souls and bodies. Lord, prepare, 
That we rich fruit for Thee may bear; 
Grant we may live unto Thy pYaise, 
And serve Thy cause with faithful- 
ness : [wish and aim, 

Since grace and truth are our heart's 
O glorify us in Thy savin? Name. 

Countess Zinzendorf, 1700-56. 

Oft! Tune 97. 

The Lord Himself gave forth the word; 
We preach most gladly Christ the 

Lord : 
May thousands, Lord, Thy voice obey, 
And turn to Thee without delay; 
To those who hear us errant an open ear, 
And, when we point Thee out, do Thou 
appear. 
2 'Tis the desire of all our hearts, 
That in the earth's remotest parts 
The love of God to all mankind 
Be preached to heathen base and blind; | 
For Jesus saves from sin all who be- I 

lieve, [receive. 

And pardon offered through His blood 
Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

680 Tune 97 

Whate'er I am, whate'er I do, 
Grace only I ascribe it to; 
Grace can alone my heart preserve ; 
For I'm so liable to swerve, 
That e'en the grace that Thou to-day 
bestow'st, [lost. 

If not renewed, to-morrow might be 
Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



681 



Tune 97. 

O glorious Head, Thou livest now ! 

Let us, Thy members, share Thy life; 
Canst Thou behold their need, nor bow 

To raise Thy children from the strife 
With self and sin, with death and dark 

distress, 
That they may live to Thee in holiness? 

2 Break through my bonds, whate'er it 

cost ; 
What is not Thine within me, slay; 
Give me the lot I covet most, 

To rise as Thou hast risen to-day. 
Naught can I do, a slave to death Tpine: 
Work Thou in me, O Power and Life 
Divine! 

3 Work Thou in me, and heavenward 

guide [heart 

My thoughts and wishes, that my 
Waver no more nor turn aside, 

But fix for ever where Thou art. 
Thou art not far from us: who love 
Thee well [may dwell. 

While yet on earth, in heaven with Thee 
Gerhardt Tersteegen, 1697-17G9; Catherine 
Winkworth ; tr., 1829-78. 

682 Tune 97 

May we to Thee, our Shepherd, 
Thy Holy Spirit never grieve, [cleave, 
And love each other heartily ; 
Thereby the scorning world will see, 
That we are children of the living God, 
A chosen people, bought with Jesus' 

blood. William Home, b. 1716. 

683 Tune 97 

How sweet Thy dwellings, Lord, how 

fair: 
What peace, what bliss inhabit there: 
With ardent hope, with strong desire, 
My heart, my flesh, to Thee aspire; 

How oft I long Thy heavenly courts 
and Thee, [see. 

My Lord and God, the living God, to 
2 One wish, with holy transport warm, 
My heart hath formed and still doth 
One gift I ask, that to my end [form; 
Thine hallowed house I may attend: 

There may I joyful find a safe abode, 

There may I view the beauty of my God. 
James Merrick, i720 -69. 



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(8, 8, 8, 8, 10, 10, Iambic.) 



Christian Gregor, 1784. 




684 Tune 97, 

Thanks to the Man of sorrows be, 
To Jesus Christ, Who set us free 
From sin and death, when on the Cross 
He suffered to retrieve our loss : 

Had He not shed His blood our debt to 
pay, [prey. 

We still had been of sin the wretched 

2 Rise, brethren, we to all the earth 
Our Lord's atonement will set forth, 
Will love our Master unto death. 
And humbly cleave to Him by faith : 
Lord Jesus, he Thou praised eternally ; 
If there no Jesus were, what should 
we be? 

Johannes von Watteviue. 1718-88. 

OoO Tune 97. 

Here in Thy presence we appear. 

Lord Jesus Christ, Thy word to hear; 

Our wandering thoughts and hearts 

incline, [divine; 

With thirst to imbibe Thy word 

That all our minds drawn from this 

earth to Thee, [faithfully. 

May love Thee more, and serve Thee 

2 Give us Thy Spirit, Lord, that we, 
With gladness and humility, 
The holy scriptures may believe, 
And with a grateful heart receive 

As Thy own word, to make us tr ily wise, 
And not as man's invention or device. 

3 God Holy Spirit, now impart 

Thy unction to each longing heart; 
Us with Thy heavenly light and fire, 
To sing, to pray, and preach, inspire: 
Thus blest in spirit and in truth, shall 
we [Thee. 

Give praise unto the Father, Son, and 
Tobias Clausnitzer. 1619-84 ; and David 
Denicke, 1603-80. 

UOD Tune 97 

My All-in-all, my faithful Friend, 
Upon Whose mercy I depend: [dear: 
Than aught in earth or heaven more 
My Paschal Lamb from year to year ; 

My Shield, my Rock, my Polar-star. 
my Guide, 

Thou art my God, and ever shalt abide. 
2 When doubts and fears, a gloomy 
Beset my soul on every hand; [band, 



When fails mv strength, and reason's 

light 
Appears immersed in darkest night. 
Thee, the great Counselor, I still can 
trace. [grace. 

Unsearchable in wisdom, power, and 

3 Since Thou to me didst being give, 
And bid me for Thy service live. 
Mete Thou my few remaining hours, 
Thy staff support my failing: powers: 

Inspire each thought and word, and let 

my race 
Be run in righteousness before Thy face. 

4 And should I longer journey here, 

grant me oft, the way to cheer, 
To view from Calvary's sacred brow 
Fair Salem's towers, whose builder 

Thou : [and Light : 

That city, where Thou dwell'st as Lamb 
Thus shall no danger my weak soul 

affright. 

5 When all my labors o'er, in faith 
Upon the merits of Thy death, 

1 humbly claim the free reward, 
Purchased by Thee, my gracious 

Lord: [my Crown 

E'en then. Thou know'st, my Glory and 
Thou. Jesus, shalt abide, and Thou alone. 
Zinzendorf, 17i)0-60. 

687 Tune 97. 

Jesus, Thou Source of life, impart 

Thy blood unto my thirsting heart ; 

Panting I seek that Fountain-head, 

Whence waters so divine proceed: 

Still nearthis living stream may I abide, 

By which mv neeclv soul is satisfied. 

Philip Doddridge, 1702-51. 

688 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 99. 

1 smite upon my guilty breast, 
And stand myself the cause confest 

Of all my Saviour hath sustained : 
On Olivet and Golgotha 
Deeply abased I saze with awe : 

There, there He bliss for me obtained. 

2 Look up, my soul, by faith and see, 
His heart was pierced, was pierced for 

thee: 

Thence blood and water freely stream- 
Blood, to atone for heinous sin ; [£d ; 
Water, to wash the sinner clean : 

Our debt is paid ; we are redeemed. 



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GREGOR'S 99TH METRE. 
O Anblick drr mir's Herze bright 

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3 Heart-piercing sight; He bleeds, He 

dies. 
For guilty man a Sacrifice ; 

The earth the sacred trust receiveth : 
Soon shall He rise triumphantly, 
And then with shouts asoend on high, 
Where He to God for ever liveth. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

Oo9 Tune 99. 

O what an act of majesty ! 

O what a love beyond degree ! 

O what an hallowed hour of blessing ! 



Here soul and body are supplied, 
And we show forth that Jesus died, 
When in this feast our Lord confessing. 
Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

090 Tune 99. 

Oh, there's a sight that rends my heart, 
Nor can it from my mind depart. 
How Thou on Olivet didst languish; 
O Lord, for Thy soul's agony, 
When wrestling there with death for me, 
Make me a trophv of Thine anguish. 
Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 



GREGOR'S 101ST METRE. \ 

Prevs, Lob, Ehr\ Ruhm, Dank, Kraft und Macht. ) 



(8,9, 8,9,10, 12, Iambic.) 



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o91 Tune ioi. 

Thanksgiving, honor, praise and might, 

Unto the Lamb of God be rendered 
Who brought us to His Kingdom's light 
From every nation, tongue and kin- 
dred: " [ordained, 
Before the world was formed we were 
By Him to happiness, and life which 

hath no end. Gottf. Arnold, 1666-1714. 
692 Tune 101. 

Bow down ye followers of the Lamb, 
These are your hours of consolation ; 

With awe adore His saving Name; 
His Cross and wounds are of salvation 

The lasting source for sinners who be- 
lieve; [from Him receive. 

Come then, and grace for grace freely 



2 O let Thy love our hearts constrain, 

That, in one covenant united, 
The bond of peace we may maintain, 

And be to mutual love incited ; 
To God and to the Lamb be glory given 
By sinners here below, and by the 
saints in heaven. 

Johann Michael Lauterbach, 1716-87. 

O9o Tune 101. 

Now to the Lamb upon the throne, 
Who by His precious blood hath 
bought us, 
That He might claim us as His own, 

And to His fold in mercy brought us, 
All praise and honor evermore pertain: 
Let all who love His Name, reply 
thereto, Amen. 

F. W. Foster, 1760 -183i 



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694 Tune io2. 

Christ Crucified, my soul, by faith, 

With Thee desires to be united ; 
For, as the purchase of Thy death, 
To Thy communion I'm invited: 
O hear mv petition, and let me with 

Thee 
Be crucified, Jesus, with all that's in me. 

2 O that I misrht still more eujov [sion: 
The blessed fruits of all Thy pas- 



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And let me share Thy great salva- 
tion; 
O hear my petition, etc. 

3 Let me in all things conqueror prove, 
Deliver me from sin's infection ; 
Preserve me in Thy sacred love 
As well in joy as in affliction : 
O hear my petition, etc. 

Johann Eusebius Schmidt, 1669-1745. 



BREMEN. [AUGSBURG.] 

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695 Tune 106. 

He that confides in his Creator, 
Depending on Him all his days, 

Shall be preserved in fire and water, 
And saved in many dangerous ways : 

He that makes God bis Staff and Stay, 

Builds not on sand that glides away. 

2 What gainest thou by anxious caring? 
What causes thee to pine away ? 

Thy rest and health thou art impairing 



By sighs and srroans from day to day: 
Thou art but adding grief to grief, 
Instead of getting sure relief. 

3 O could we be resigned and quiet, 
And rest in God's good providence, 

Who oft prescribes us wholesome diet, 
In forms that please not flesh and 
sense: 

To Him Who chose us for His own, 

Our wants and cares are fully known. 



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4 He knows the hours for joy and glad- 

ness, 

The proper lime and proper place ; 
Are we but faithful 'midst our sadness, 

Seek not our pleasure, but His praise, 
He'll come before we are aware, 
And dissipate our grief and care. 

5 Do thou with faith discharge thy 

station, [praise; 

Keep God's commands, live to His 
Rely on Him for preservation, 

On Whom the whole creation stays: 
The man that's truly wise and just, 
Makes God, and God alone, his Trust. 
Georg Chr. Neumark, 1621-81. 
^"0 Tune 106> 

The solemn moment is impending, 

When my career shall end in death, 
My course unto the grave is tending, 

And soon may come my latest breath: 
My God and Saviour, hear my prayer, 
Me for my dying hour prepare. 
2 I know not, as the morn appeareth, 

What may befall ere eventide : 
My vessel often danger neareth, 

While down the stream of life I glide: 
My God and Saviour, hear my prayer, 
Me for my dying hour prepare. 



3 So teach me, Lord, my days to number 
That I may wisdom's path pursue ; 

That nothing may my soul encumber, 

Oh, let me keep the Cross in view : 
My God and Saviour, hear my prayer, 
Me for my dying hour prepare. 

4 O Father, cover my transgression 
With the Redeemer's merits o'er; 

Be this alone my firm foundation, 

Then I find rest for evermore: 
My God and Saviour, hear my prayer, 
Me for my dying hour prepare. 

5 To-day let death come, or to-morrow, 
I know that I in Jesus live; [sorrow, 

Thee will I serve through joy and 

The robe of righteousness I have: 
My God and Saviour, hear my prayer, 
Me for my dying hour prepare. 

6 I live, the while in Thee confiding, 
And though I walk through death's 

dark vale, 
I know if Thou my way art guiding, 

To safely pass I shall not fail ; 
The pangs and death, which Thou didst 
Me for my dying hour prepare, [bear, 
Emilie Juliane, Countess of Schwarzburg- 
Rudolstadt, 1637-1706 ; S. C. Chitty, tr., 1863. 



GREGOR'S 106TH METRE. (B.) 
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697 Tune 106. 

O would, mv God, that I could praise 
Thee " [night! 

With thousand tongues by day and 
How many a song my lips should raise 
Thee, 

Who orderest all things here aright; 
My thankful heart would ever be 
Telling what God hath done for me. 
2 O all ye powers that He implanted, 

Arise, keep silence thus no more, 
Put forth the strength that He hath 
granted, 

Your noblest work is to adore ; 
O soul and body, make ye meet 
With heartfelt praise your Lord to greet. 



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3 O all things that have breath and 

motion, [sky, 

That throng with life earth, sea, and 
Now join me in my heart's devotion, 
Heip me to raise His praises high. 
My utmost powers can ne'er aright 
Declare the wonders of His might. 

4 But I will tell, while I am living, 
His goodness forth with every breath, 

And greet each morning with thanks- 
giving, 
Until my heart is still in death. 
Nay, when at last my lips grow cold, 
His praise shall in my sighs be told. 

Jobann Menzer, 16.58-1734 ; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 



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698 Tune 106. 

O Lord ! of goodness so amazing 
Not one is worthy, no, not one ;- 

We stand in shame and wonder gazing 
At the great things which Thou hast 
done : 

Thy crowning grace and precious blood 

Have reconciled us with our God. 

2 We feel quite certain of obtaining 
Nothing but goodness from Thy hand, 

And wend our way, without complain- 
ing, [land, 
Through dreary mist and barren 
With heaven in view, where we shall be 
Joined through eternity to Thee. 

3 The lines are fallen in pleasant places, 
A goodly heritage is ours ; 

And gladly would we share the graces 
Which God's great goodness richly 
We offer them alike to all [showers: 
Who will obey the gracious call. 

4 It grieves us sore when men refuse 

them, 
And treat our offers with disdain, 
Or by neglect for ever lose them, 

And make the grace of God in vain : 
All ye who thirst, come here and buy ; 
And Christ will all vour wants supplv. 
K. J. P. Spitta, 1801-59; R. Massie,tr., b. ISOOl 



699 Tune 106. 

Our lot is fallen in pleasant places, 

A goodly heritage is ours : 
To Him, 'Whence come all gifts and 
graces, 

Let us give praise with all our powers; 
He chooses us of His free grace, 
And makes us His peculiar race. 

2 He undertook our soul's salvation, 
Our sad condition moved Him so ; 

And came to us from pure compassion, 

To raise us from our depths of woe : 
O wonderful, surpassing love, 
Which brought Him to us from above ! 

3 He saw in us no real beauty, 
No virtue, nor intrinsic worth : 

Not one there was that did his duty, 

For all were sinners from their birth; 
Nor was there one, in such distress, 
Who could our misery redress. 

4 Then moved at heart with deep com- 

passion, [save ; 

The Lord stretched out His arm to 
And His own life for our salvation, 

And therewith all things, freely gave: 
Adoption, sonship, and Avith this 
A whole eternity of bliss. 

K. J. P. Spitta, 1801-59 ; R. Massie, tr., b. 1800. 



GREGOR'S 107TH METRE. (C.) \ 
Mein Jesu, Der Du vor dem Scheiden. J 



(9, 8,9, 8, 9, 9, Iambic.) 



Cnristian Gregor, 1784. 




fVV Tune 107 

Lord Jesus, Who before Thy passion, 
Distressed and sorrowful to'death, 
To us the fruits of Thy oblation 
In Thy last supper didst bequeath ; 
Accept our praise, Thou bounteous 

Giver 
Of life to every true believer. 

2 As oft as we enjoy this blessing, 
Each sacred token doth declare [ing; 
Thy dying love, all thoughts surpass- 
And while we Thee in memory bear 
At each returning celebration, 
We show Thy death for our salvation. 



3 Assurance of our pardon sealed 
Is in this sacrament renewed; 

The soul with peace and joy is filled, 
With Thy atoning blood bedewed; 
That stream from all defilement 

cleanses, 
And life abundantly dispenses. 

4 That bond of love, that mystic union, 
By which to Thee, our Head, we're 

joined, 
Is closer drawn at each communion; 
By love inspired we know Thy mind, 
And feeding on Thy death and merit, 
Are rendered one with Thee in spirit. 
Jobann Jakob Rambacb, 1693-1735. 



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Tune 109. 

Behold He comes, thy King most holy, 
In triumph riding, meek and lowly ; 

Jerusalem, behold thy King ! [ing, 
O meet your Lord, palm-branches bear- 
His way with boughs of trees preparing; 

Ye faithful, loud hosannas sing. 
2 With glad hosannas, Lord, we greet 

Thee; 
With palms of victory we meet Thee, 

And welcome Thee' this Advent-tide. 
For Thy last coming, Lord, prepare us; 
In that dread day of judgment spare us ; 

And evermore with us abide. 



3 O Lord, in all our tribulation, 
In pity hear our supplication ; 

From sin's hard yoke grant us release; 
When earthly sufferings oppress us, 
When sinful memories distress us, 

Shed over us Thy blessed peace. 

4 O Sun of righteousness, most glorious, 
O'er sin and error rise victorious, 

Dispel the gloomy shades of night*. 
Shine forthwith healing for the nations; 
Hear, Lord of lords, our supplications, 

Be Thou our everlasting Light. 

Benjamin Webb. 



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The day is gently sinking to a close, 
Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight 
glows ; [Thou 

O Brightness of Thy Father's glory, 
Eternal Light of light, be with us now; 
Where Thou art present, darkness can- 
not be: [Thee. 
Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with 



2 Thou Who in darkness walking didst 

appear [cheer, 

Upon the waves, and Thy disciples 

Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when 

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3 The weary world is mouldering to 

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Its glories wane, its pageants fade away; 
In that last sunset, when the stars shall 

fall, 
May we arise, awakened by Thy call, 
With Thee, O Lord, for ever to abide 
In that blest day which has no eventide. 
Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-85. 

703 Tune 110. 

Long did I toil, and knew no earthly 

rest, [home ; 

Far did I rove, and found no certain 

At last I sought them in His sheltering 

breast, 
Who spreads His arms and bids the 

weary come. 
With Him I found a home, a rest divine; 
And I since then am His, and He is 

mine. 
2 The good I have is from His store 

supplied; [best; 

The ill is only what He deems the 

With Him my Friend, I'm rich with 

naught beside, 



And poor without Him, though of all 



Changes may come, — I take, or I resign, 
Content while I am His, while He is 
mine. 

3 He stays me falling : lifts me up when 

down ; 
Reclaims me wandering ; guards from 
every foe; 
Plants on my worthless brow the vic- 
tor's crown, [throw, 
Which in return before His feet I 
Grieved that I cannot better grace His 
shrine, [mine. 
Who deigns to own me His, as He is 

4 While here, alas ! I know but half 

His love, [adore ; 

But half discern Him, and but half 

But when I meet Him in the realms 

above, [more, 

I hope to love Him better, praise Him 

And feel and tell, amid the choir divine. 

How fully I am His, and He is mine. 

Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847. 



GREGORY 112TH METRE. (B.) 
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Our God is truth, most faithful is His 
word, [temptation ; 

Bevond thy strength He'll suffer no 
In all thy need He'll aid to thee afford, 
A Father's love may be thy consolation; 
O hear His voice in such kind accents 
Why shouldst thou fear ? [cheer ! 
2 Then hope in God, on Him cast all thy 
care, [danger ; 

Thv Father ne'er will leave His child in 
He' knows thv case, O why shouldst 
thou despair? [ger ; 

To all thv grief thv Saviour is no stran- 
He hears thv sigh', to Him tell thy corn- 
Why shouldst thou faint? [plaint ; 



3 'Tis thus we follow Christ : who Him 

receive rdom enter; 

Through tribulation must God's king- 
Art thou His child, and dost thou now 

believe— [venture: 

Thou, too, must bear thy cross, on trials 

Christ's sufferings shares the true-born 

On life's rough road, [child of God 

4 Thy Saviour's feet have trod the 

thorny way, [gladness; 

The Cross lay o'er His path to heavenly 
'Twas sorrow first, then joy; 'twas 

night, then day ; [sadness; 

Remember Him, thy Lord, amid thy 

Endure thy cross, with patience run thy 

Thy strength, His grace. [rare — 



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5 His heart o' er thee, poor tempted soul, 

doth break, [guide thee ; 

He sends His light to lead, His truth to 

"My helpless child," He saith, "fresh 

courage take, 
I'll be thy strength, for thou hast none 

beside Me ; 
My help is nigh, My comfort draweth 
Let this thee cheer." [near; 

J. D. Herrnschmidt, 1674-1823. 
705 [For Tune, see preceding page. J Tune 112 . 
"Give Me, My child," the Father saith, 
"thy heart, [favor ; ' ' 

And I will fill it with My love and 
Why shouldst thou hesitate with self 
to part ? 
'Tis self alone that keeps thee from 
thy Saviour ; 
Resign thy will and crucify thy pride, 
For thee Christ died. 



2 When night o'ershadows thee, and 

dark thy way, 
O cling to Him" in faith, Who ne'er 
will leave thee ; 
No harm His child need fear ; till dawn 
of day 
No tempest need appall, no terror 
grieve thee; 
Though trackless be thy path, each step 
On Jesus lean. [unseen, 

3 Arise, arise, my soul, why linger here? 
• Now give thyself, thy all, to God, thy 

Saviour ; [share, 

He gives thee rest, invites His grace to 
His Father's love, and peace, and joy 
for ever; 
Each care, each grief to Him, thy Lord, 
make known, 
Trust Him alone. 

Chr. Fr. Richter, 1676-1711. 



GREGOR'S 114TH METRE. "I 

Mein Salomo, Dein freundliches Regieren. J 



(11, 10, 10, 11, 10, 10, Iambic.) 



Dr. Chr. Fried. 
Richter, 1714. 




2 O may I look to Thee without cessa- 
tion: 

Come, visit me, Thou Bay-spring 
from on high, 

That in Thy light the Light I may 

espv, [tion: 

On grace depending as my sole founda- 

Confirm my faith, grant that no fault 
in me [from Thee. 

Mav intercept the light that beams 
J Chr. Fr. Richter, 1676-1711. 



706 Tune 114. 

Jesus, my King, Thy kind and gracious 

scepter [me : 

Assuages every grief that burdens 

When I with all my heart apply to 

Thee, [Preceptor; 

Then Thy peace-giving Spirit's my 

Thv comforts so refresh and cheer my 

"heart, [depart. 

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Tune 114. 

What human mind can trace the con- 
descension 

Of our Almighty Maker's love to man? 

No angel can the hidden mystery scan ; 

Redeeming love is past our comprehen- 
sion : [prove 

Yet by the Spirit's teaching we can 

From Jesus' agony, that God is love. 

2 By all Thy grief, Thy tears, and sup- 
plication, 

Thy bloody sweat, Thy bitter agony, 

O grant that I may love Thee ardently ; 

Be Thou, dear Lord, my Life and Con- 
solation : 

GREGOR'S 115 TH METRE. (B.) \ 

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I'll pray to Thee, and think of Olivet. 
John Swertner, 1746-1813. 

708 Tune 114. 

God, Who art love, the same both now 

and ever, [nance, 

Lift up, we pray, on us Thy counte- 

Thy pardon grant, Thy peace divine 

dispense, 
And give us richly to enjoy Thy favor ; 
On us Thv sanctifving grace bestow, 
That in Thy love and knowledge we 
may grow. 

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709 Tune 115. 

How great the bliss to be a sheep of 

Jesus, 
And to be guided by His shepherd-staff! 
Earth's greatest honors, howsoe'er they 

please us, [chaff: 

Compared to this are vain and empty 
Yea, what this world can never give, 
May, through the Shepherd's grace, 

each needy sheep receive. 

2 Here is a pasture, rich and never 

failing, 
Here living waters in abundance flow ; 
None can conceive the grace with them 

prevailing, [know : 

Who Jesus' shepherd-voice obey and 
He banishes all fear and strife, [ing life. 
And leads them gently on to everlast- 

3 Whoe'er would spend his days in 

lasting pleasure, [with speed ; 

Must come to Christ, and join His flock 
Here is a feast prepared, rich beyond 
measure, [must i'eed : 

The world meanwhile on empty husks 
Those souls may share in every good 
Whose Shepherd doth possess the treas- 
uries of God. 

Johann Jakob Rambach, 1693-1745. 



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O happy days, days marked with per- 
fect blessing, [Friend below ; 
In converse spent with our best 
Then streams of heavenly comfort, rich, 
unceasing, [flow : 
To us from Jesus' wounds and merits 
Thus we for His appearance wait: 
When we shall rest with Him, our joy 
will be complete. 

2 Meanwhile our lot is fallen in pleas- 

ant places, 
A goodly heritage we have indeed : 
The Lamb to follow and show forth His 
praises, [tread: 

And in His footsteps with His flock to 
May we, by nothing drawn aside, 
Maintain our part with Him and with 
His chosen Bride. 

3 How precious are Thy thoughts, be- 

loved Saviour, [how great! 

Thy thoughts of peace o'er us, the sum 

Already here we in Thy sight And favor, 

In Thy sweet nearness heaven antici- 

And O, what bliss awaits us there, [pate: 

Where we with the redeemed shall in 

Thy glory share! 

F. W. Foster, 1760-1835. 



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Tune 118. 

Deliver me, my God, from all that's 
now enchaining [against the soul; 
My heart to carnal thoughts which war 
Secret or open sin — if there be one re- 
maining, [whole. 
It is enough to spoil and vitiate the 
If I must needs be bound, then bind me 
fast to Thee ; [would I be ! 
O God, mv faithful God, Thy prisoner 



2 I know that I love Thee— hear what 
my soul confesses — 
Not nearly with such love as Thine 
from me deserves, 
Or e'en as I would love; for sin my 
heart oppresses, [spirit swerves 
I cannot name the sin ; but when my 
From Thee, the cause is sin. Lord Jesus, 
free Thou me, I hindrance free. 
And make me Thine alone, from every 
Lambert Gedicke, 1683-1735. 



712 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 119 

Thanks and praise,: : 
Jesus, unto Thee are due ; 
O accept our adoration 

For the blessings which accrue 
From Thy human life and passion : 
May our hearts and lips with one 
Praise Thee, Lord.:]]: [accord 

2 For Thy death:!: 

Thou art worthy, Lamb of God, 
That our lives and whole demeanor 

Praise Thee, yea. each drop of blood 
Be devoted to Thy honor, 

And our souls uninterruptedly 
Cleave to Thee.: : 

3 O how great : : 

Are the blessings we derive 
From the fullness of our Saviour; 
They who Him by faith receive, 



And desire to taste His favor, 
From this source may freely take 
Grace for grace.: I : [always 

4 Ah, remain,: ": 
Ah, remain our highest good : 
In our hearts, dear suffering Saviour, 

Shed Thy dying love abroad ; 
This will rule our whole behavior, 
And our love inflame, till we shall be, 
Lord, with Thee.: : 

Moravian. 

713 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 119. 

Holy Lord, :>!: 
Thanks and praise be ever Thine, 
That Thy word to us is given, 

Teaching us with power divine; 
That the Lord of earth and heaven, 
Everlasting life for us to gain, 
Once was slain. :|j: 



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May Thy precious savins: word, 
Till our race is here completed, 

Light unto our path afford ; 
And when in Thy presence seated. 
We to Thee will render for Thy grace 
Ceaseless praise. : : 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

•14 Tune 119. 

Praise the Lord : : : 
Bounteously He deals with thee, 
Highly favored Church of Jesus: 

Thee He chose through mercy free, 
To show forth His matchless praises. 
And rich fruit, meet for the Master's 
To produce. : : [use, 

2 Gracious Lord. : : 
Blessed is our lot indeed. 

In Thy ransomed Congregation : 
Here we on Thy merits feed, 

And the well-springs of salvation, 
All the needy to revive and cheer, 
Stream forth here. : : 

3 We entreat : : 

Lord, lift up Thy countenance 
On Thy ransomed' Congregation ; 

Grace to every soul dispense : 
May we all. each in his station, 

Daily in Thy great salvation share : 
Hear our prayer. : : 

F. W. Foster, 1760-1S35. 
« lO Tune 119. 

Holy Lord, : : 
By Thy body given to death, 
Mortify my sinful nature. 

Till I yield my dying breath : 
Ah, protect Thy feeble creature ; 
Grant that I, by nothing drawn aside, 
Thine abide. : : 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 

' lO Tune 119. 

O what joy, : : 
O what joy awaiteth me ; 
I rejoice in expectation, 

That I in my flesh shall see 
Him, the God of my salvation, 
And behold the Lord in endless bliss, 
As He is. : : 



2 Yea, Amen ; : ": 
Pardoned sinners here rejoice 
In this hope and consolation. 

Till we shall with sweeter voice 
Sing in the great Congregation : 

" Thou. O Lamb, hast brought us nigh 
By Thv blood.'" [to God, 

Christian Gregor, 1723-180L 

*1 » Tune 119. 

At Thy feet. : : 
At Thy pierced feet I lie ; 
Saviour, mark my heart's contrition, 

Listen to each broken sigh ; 
Ah, refuse not the petition 
Of a sinner, conscious he's unclean, 
Full of sin. : : 
2 Bid me live, : : 
Bid a dying sinner live : 
Raise. O raise my drooping spirit: 

I to Thee myself would give, 
And. until I heaven inherit, 
Every moment in Thy service spend, 
Faithful Friend. : : 

John B. Holmes, 1767-1343. 

• lo Tune 119. 

Jesus' Name, : : 
Source of life and happiness ; 
In this Xame true consolation 

Mourning sinners may possess ; 
Here is found complete'salvation : 
Blessed Jesus, we Thy Xame will praise 
All our days. : : 
2 God with us. : : 
God appears in human frame: 
In His Xame rejoice with gladness. 

Since to save iost man He came: 
Xone need sink in hopeless sadness, 
For Immanuel is now with us, 
God with us. : : 

Benjamin La Trobe. 1725-86. 

•ly Tune 119. 

Bread of life, : : 
Christ by Whom alone we live : 
Bread, That came to us from heaven, 

My poor soul can never thrive. 
Unless Thou appease its craving: 
Lord, I hunger only after Thee, 

Feed Thou me.' : : zinzendorf, 1700-eo. 



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7QO [For Tune, see preceding page.! 
' ^^ Tune 119. 

Had Ave naught, :"||: 
Naught beyond this life to hope, 

Here receiving our full measure, 
Did no further prospect ope, 

Laid we up no heavenly treasure, 
Wretched were our state in life and 
Vain our faith. : : [death, 

2 Here on earth, :||: 
Here on earth in tears we sow ; 

He who here goes forth and weepeth, 
Bearing precious seed below, [reapeth 

Brings his sheaves with him and 

There in joy, his sighs and sorrows o'er 

Evermore. :||; zinzendorf, i?oo-60. ' 



79.1 l For Tune, see preceding pane.] 

T. • ^ T J. n TUlle 119 ' 

Praise the Lord ! : : 
From the deeds of martyrs bold, 

God His gracious blessing sending, 
Fruit hath sprung an hundred fold, 

Far and wide o'er earth extending: 
In our Zion may their faith and love 
Fruitful prove! : : 
2 Jesus come ! if: 
Strengthen Thou our trust in Thee: 

When fierce dangers would affright us, 
Do not let our courage tiee; 

May the martyr's faith incite us 
To press forward, though on fiery road, 
On to God! :i|: 

From the German. 



IN DULCI JUBILO. (6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8, 5, Irregular.) 

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I<£^ Tune 121. 

Good Christian men, rejoice 
With heart and soul and voice; 

Give ye heed to what we say : 

Jesus Christ is born to-day! 
Ox and ass before Him bow, 
And He is in the manger now, 

Christ is born to-day ! :|l: 
2 Good Christian men, rejoice, 
With heart, and soul, and voice ; 

Now ye hear of endless bliss; 

Jesus Christ was born for this ! 



He hath oped the heav'nly door, 
And man is blessed evermore. 
Christ was born for this ! : : 

3 Good Christian men, rejoice 
With heart and soul and voice ; 
Now ye need not fear the grave, 
Jesus^Christ was born to save! 
Calls you one and calls you all, 
To gain His everlasting hall. 
Christ was born to save ! : : 
Bohemian Brethren ; John Mason Neale, 
tr., 1818-68. 



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LA TROBE'S 121ST METRE. (6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 5, 5, 5, Irregular.) Christian Ignatius La Trobe, 1824. 



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1 2i3 Tv 

O my Immanuel, 

My "wounded spirit heal ; 

t humbly seek Thy face ; 
Yea, pungent sorrow feel, 

That I've abused Thy grace 
Jesus, pardon me ; 
May I henceforth be 
Faithful unto Thee. 

2 O Lord, Thy grace impart, 
Refresh and cheer my heart, 

Thy pardoning love display, 
For Thou mv Saviour art : 



i i > r 

To me, poor sinner, say, 
''Thy reproach is Mine/ 
AIL My merit's thine. 
Take My peace divine." 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 
724 Tune 121. 

Lord Jesus, by Thy death, 
Whereon we trust by faith, 

Thy wounds, Thy pierced side, 
Thy agonizing pain, 

Preserve the Church, Thy bride, 
Till Thou com'st again, 
Prince of life once slain. : : 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



GREGOR'S 124TH METRE. \ 
Wenn crblick ich doch einmal. / 



(7, 4, 7. 4, 7, 4, 6, or 7, 5. 7, 5, 7, 5, 7, Trochaic ) Johann Flittner,1661. 

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I dO ' Tune 124. 

May the stream from Thee, the Rock, 

Gracious Jesus, 
Richly bless Thy thirsting flock, 

And refreshes ; 
'Tis the source of power, of life, 

And salvation, 
To Thy Congregation. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 



7 2D Tune 124. 

Jesus, "till my latest breath 

May I ponder 
On Thy agony and death, 

As Thou yonder 
Barest my sin's heavy load. 

Suffering Saviour, 
Me regard w r ith favor. 

Moravian. 



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797 [ For ^ une ^ see preceding page, 
*&* and omit the slurs.] Tune 124. 

Every morning the red sun 

Rises warm and bright, 
But the evening cometh on 

And the dark, cold night; 
There's a bright land far away, 

With unfailing light, 
Where is never-ending day. 

2 Every Spring the sweet young flowers 

Open bright and gay. 
Till the chilly Autumn hours 

Wither them away; 
There's a land we have not seen, 

Untouched by decay, 
Where the trees are always green. 



3 Little birds sing songs of praise 
All the Summer long, 

But in colder, shorter days 

They forget their song. 
There's a place where angels sing — 

O the joyful throng ! — 
Ceaseless praises to their King. 

4 Christ our Lord is ever near 
Those who follow Him ! 

Though we cannot see Him here, 

For our eyes are dim ; 
But in that most happy place, 

With bright cherubim 
We shall ever see His face. 

Cecil Frances Alexander, b. 1S23. alt. and ab. 



DEDICATION. (7, 5, 7, 5, 7, 5, 7, 5. Trochaic.) 



Arranged from 124 A. 




728 Tune 124. 

Father, here we dedicate 

This new year to Thee, 
In whatever worldly state 

Thou wilt have us^ be ; 
Not from sorrow, pain or care, 

Freedom dare we claim. 
This alone shall be our praver, 

"Glorify Thy Name." 

2 Can a child presume to choose 
Where or how to live? 

Can a Father's love refuse 

All the best to give? 
More Thou givest every day 

Than the best can claim, 
Nor withholdest aught that may 

Glorify Thy Name. 

3 If in mercy Thou wilt spare 
Joys we yet partake ; 

If on life, serene and fair, 

Brighter rays may break; 
Thee our hearts, while glad they sing, 

Shall in all proclaim, 
And whate'er the year shall bring, 

Glorify Thy Name. 

4 If Thou callest to the cross, 
And its shadow come, 

Turning all our gain to loss, 
Shrouding heart and home ; 



Teach us, Lord, how Thy dear Son 

To His glory came, 
In our woe we'll still pray on, 

"Glorify Thv Name." 

Laurence Tuttiett, b. 1825. 

729 Tune 124. 

Hark, the heaven's sweet melody 

Echoes now on earth, 
And the bands of those on high 

Sing the Saviour's birth. 
Shepherds watch their flocks by night ; 

Angel notes they hear ; 
Songs of glory in 'the height, 

Peace and love brought near. 

2 Those high gifts to none belong 
But the good and true, 

Falling not on sinful throng, 

But the faithful few. 
Earthly things with heaven are blent, 

Twofold is the praise ; 
Yet each word divinely sent 

Hidden depths displays. 

3 Of Christ's birth the bright stars tell, 
Pouring floods of light; 

Shepherds seek out Bethlehem's cell, 

All those stars in sight; 
There, within the manger laid, 

They their Lord descry : 
Now. with homage duly paid, 

We to Him draw nigh. 

Edward Hayes Plumptre, b. 1821, (alt.) 



176 



GREGOR'S 126TH METRE. (B.) 
Hilf Gotl, dasz mil's gelinge! 



Christian Gregor. 1784. 




i OU Tune 12 

The Lord of life is risen ! 

S^ing, Easter heralds, sing: 
He burst His rocky prison, 

Wide let the triumph ring. 
Tell how the graves are quaking, 
The saints their fetters breaking 

Sing heralds : Jesus lives ! 
2 In death no longer lying, 

He rose, the Prince, to-day: 
Life of the dead and dying, 

He triumphed o'er decay. 
The Lord of life is risen, 
In ruins lies death's prison, 

Its keeper bound in chains. 

STETERBERG. \ „ 

O Lamm Gottes unschuldig ! J Pi'»'i'i"i 



3 We hear, in Thy blest greeting, 

Salvation's work is done! 
We worship Thee, repeating, 

Life for the dead is won ! 
O Head of all believing ! 
O Joy of all the grieving! 

Unite us, Lord, to Thee. 

4 O publish this salvation. 

Ye heralds, through the earth ! 
To every buried nation 

Proclaim the day of birth ! 
Till, rising from their slumbers, 
The countless heathen numbers 

Shall hail the risen Light. 
Johann Peter Lange. 1302-54 ; Henry Harbaugh, 
tr., 1817-67. 

imbic.) ? Nicolas Decius, f 1541. 




731 

O Lamb of G-od, unspotted, 
Our crucified Saviour, 

Who hast to shame submitted 
With patient meek behavior, 

Thy bearing our transgression 

(12) 



Trine 127. 



Freed us from condemnation ; 

Have mercy on us, O Jesus, O Jesus! 

2 O Lamb of God, etc. 

Own us to be Thine, O Jesus, O Jesus! 

3 O Lamb of God, etc. [Jesus! 
Leave Thv peace with us, O Jesus, O 

Nicolas Decius, 1519-41. 



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732 Tune 129. 

Father, I know that all my life 

Is portioned out for me ; 
The changes that will surely come 

I do not fear to see : 

1 ask Thee for a present mind, 
Intent on pleasing Thee. 

2 I ask Thee for a thoughtful love, 
Through constant watching wise, 

To meet the glad with joyful smiles, 
And wipe the weeping eyes; 

A heart at leisure from itself, 
To soothe and sympathize. 

3 I would not have the restless will 
That hurries to and fro, 

Seeking for some great thing to do, 

Or secret thing to know : 
I would be treated as a child, 

And guided where I go. 

4 I ask Thee for the daily strength, 
To none that ask denied, 

A mind to blend with outward life, 
While keeping at Thy side ; 

Content to till a little space, 
If Thou be glorified. 

Anna ~L. Waring, b. 1820. 



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733 Tune 129. 

Go not far from me, O my Strength, 

Whom all my times obey; 
Take from me any thing Thou wilt, 

But go not Thou away ; 
And let the storm that does Thy work 

Deal with me as it may. 

2 No suffering, while it lasts, is joy, 
How blest soe'er it be ; 

Yet may the chastened child be glad 

His Father's face to see ; 
And O, it is not hard to bear 

What must be borne in Thee. 

3 Safe in Thy sanctifying grace, 
Almighty to restore ; 

Borne onward, sin and death behind, 

And love and life before, 
O let my soul abound in hope, 

And praise Thee more and more ! 

4 Deep unto deep may call, but I 
With peaceful heart will say, 

11 Thy loving-kindness hath a charge 

No waves can take away ;" 
And let the storm that speeds me home, 

Deal with me as it mav. 

Anna L. Waring, b. 1820. 



[For Tune, see next page.] 

Tune 132. 

The Lord is King:— upon His throne 
He sits in garments glorious ; 

Or girds for war His armor on, 
In every field victorious: 

The world came forth at His command; 

Built on His word its pillars stand ; 
They never can be shaken. 

2 The Lord was King ere time began, 
His reign is everlasting: 

When high the floods in tumult ran, 

Their loam to heaven up-casting, 
He made the raging waves His path : 
The sea is mighty in its wrath, 
But God on high is mightier. . 

3 Thy testimonies, Lord, are sure ; 
Thy realm fears no commotion ; 



Firm as the earth, whose shores endure 

The eternal toil of ocean : 
And Thou with perfect peace wilt bless 
Thy faithful flock ;— for holiness 

Becomes Thine house for ever. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

735 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 132 

All glory be to God on high, 

Who hath our race befriended ! 
To us no harm shall now come nigh, 

The feud at last is ended. 
God sheweth His good-will toward men, 
And peace shall dwell on earth again ; 

O thank Him for His goodness. 
2 We praise, we worship Thee, we trust, 

And give Thee thanks for ever, 
O Father, that Thy rule is just 



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Valentin Schumann's Leipziger 
Gesangbuch, 1539. 




And wise, and changes never ; [reigns, 
Thy boundless power o'er all things 
Done is whate'er Thv Will ordains; 

Well for us that Thou rulest. 

3 O Jesus Christ, our God and Lord, 
Son of Thy Heavenly Father, 

O Thou Who hast our peace restored 

And the lost sheep dost gather, FLord, 
Thou Lamb once slain, our God and 
To needy prayers Thine ear afford, 
And on us all have mercy. 

4 O Holy Ghost, Thou precious Gift, 
Thou Comforter unfailing. 

O'er Satan's snares our souls uplift, 



And let Thy power availing 
Avert our woes and calm our dread, 
For us the Saviour's blood was shed, 

We trust in Thee to save us ! 

Nicolas Decius, d. 1541 ; Catherine Winkworth, 
tr., 1829-78; si. alt. 

ToD Tune 132. 

Come, sing, thou happy Church of God, 

His favored congregation, 
Redeemed with Jesus precious blood 

From every tribe and nation: 
Most holy, blessed Trinity. 
For the Lamb slain all praise to Thee, 

Both now and ever. Amen. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



GREGOR'S 132D METRE. (B.) \ 

Sun freut euch lieben Christeng' 1 inein. ) 



(8, 7, 8, 7 8, 8, 7, Iambic.) Wittenberger Lieder, 1524. 




i *J • Tune 132. 

Sing praises unto God on high, 

To Him Who us created ; 
Sing praises to the Lord, so nigh 

To sinful man related: 
Rejoicing, Hallelujah sing, 
Jehovah Jesus is our King, 

And gracious Mediator. 



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2 He calls us brethren, not ashamed 

To bear our human nature ; 
Yea, heirs of life we now are named, 

Joint-heirs with our Creator: 
He ever lives our cause to plead, 
Grants help in every time of need; 
Praise to His Name for ever. 

Chr. I. LaTrobe and J. Miller. 
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All glory to the Sovereign Good, 

And Father of compassion, 
To God, our Help and Sure Abode, 

Whose gracious visitation 
Renews His blessings every day, 
And takes our griefs and fears away: 

Give to our God the glory. 

2 What is created by our God 
Enjoys His preservation ; 

And He extends o'er all abroad 

His fatherly compassion ; 
Throughout "the Kingdom of His grace 
Prevail His truth and righteousness: 

Give to our God the glory. 

3 In my distress I raised with faith 
To God my supplication ; 

My Saviour rescued me from death 

And gave me consolation ; 
This makes me with both heart and 
Before the God of grace rejoice: [voice 

Give to our God the glory. 

4 The Lord hath ever to His flock 
Kept without separation ; 

He is our Refuge, Shield and Rock, 

Our Peace, and our Salvation ; 
He leads us with a mother's care, 
Protects from danger, guards from fear; 
Give to our God the glory. 

5 As long as I have breath in me 
I will sound forth His praises : 

His precious saving Name shall be 

Exalted in all places: 
My heart, with all thy strength adore 
The God of grace, the God of power, 

And give Him all the glory. 

6 Ye who profess His sacred Name, 
Give to our God the glory : 

Ye who His power know and proclaim, 
Give to our God the glory : 



Rejoice, from all vain idols freed, 
The Lord is God, is God indeed: 
Give to our God the glory. 

7 Now then before His face appear, 
With praises and thanksgiving ; 

With awe His holy Name revere, 
And join with all the living 

To extol the wonders He hath wrought, 

His mighty deeds, surpassing thought: 
Give to our God the glorv. 

J. J. Schuetz, 1640-90; J. Chr. Jacobi, tr., 1700. 

7oy Tune 132. 

Father ! reveal Thy Son in me, 
To my soul's eye, unclouded; 

The fullness of the Deity, 
In mortal semblance shrouded, 

When, for a Name o'er every name, 

He bore the Cross, despised the shame, 
And rose— the world's Redeemer. 

2 Him then as mine may I confess, 
With all my powers adore Him, 

And, as the Lord my Righteousness, 

Most humbly walk before Him, 
Hail Him, mine Advocate, on high, 
Extol His Priesthood, and rely 
Upon His sole atonement. 

3 All things for Him may I forsake ; 
In poverty and weakness 

His gentle burden on me take 
And wear His yoke with meekness ; 

So shall I find in labor, rest, 

In suffering, peace — of Christ possessed, 
In me the hope of glory. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

#40 Tune 132. 

Jesus, Thou Source of every good, 

And Fountain of salvation, 
Behold me bowed beneath the load 

Of guilt and condemnation : 
My sins indeed are numberless; 
O Lord, regard my deep distress, 

Reject not my petition. 



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2 Lord I approach Thy mercy-seat, 
And pray Thee to forgfve me : 

With contrite heart, I Thee entreat, 

Show pity and receive me ; 
Cast all my sins and trespasses 
Into the ocean of Thy grace. 

And them no more remember. 

3 O, for Thy Name's sake let me prove 
Thy mercy, gracious Saviour: 

The yoke which galls me, soon remove, 

Restore me to Thy favor : 
Thy love shed in my heart abroad, 
That I may live to Thee, my God, 

And yield Thee true obedience. 

B. Ringwald, 1531-98. 

• ^1 Tune 132. 

O sinner, lift the eye of faith, 

To true repentance turning : 
Bethink thee of the curse of'sin, 

Its awful guilt discerning; 
Upon the Crucified One look 
And thou shalt read, as in a book, 

What well is worth thy learning. 

2 Look on His head, that bleeding head, 
With crown of thorns surrounded; 

Look on His sacred hands and feet. 

Which piercing nails have wounded ; 
See every limb with scourges rent : 
On Him,' the Just, the Innocent, 
What malice hath abounded ! 

3 'Tia not alone those limbs are racked, 
But friends too are forsaking ; 

And more than all, for thankless man 

That tender heart is aching ; 
Oh, fearful was the pain and scorn 
By Jesus, Son of Mary, borne. 
Their peace for sinners making. 

4 Xone ever knew such pain before, 
Such infinite affliction ; 

None ever felt a grief like His 

In that dread crucifixion : 
For us He bare those bitter throes, 
For us those agonizing woes 

In oft-renewed infliction. 



5 O sinner, mark, and ponder well 
Sin's awful condemnation : 

Think what a sacrifice it cost 
To purchase Thy salvation ; 
Had Jesus never bled and died, 
Then what could thee and all betide 
But uttermost damnation. 

6 Lord, give us grace to flee from sin, 
And Satan's wiles ensnaring, 

And from those everlasting flames 

For evil ones preparing. 
Jesus, we thank Thee, and entreat 
To rest for ever at Thy feet. 

Thv heavenlv glory sharing. 

John Mason Neale. tr., 1S1S-66. 

•42 Tune 132. 

Out of the deep I cry to Thee, 
My God, with heart's contrition : 

Bow down Thine ear in grace to me, 
And hear Thou my petition ; 

For if in judgment Thou wilt try 

Man's sin and great iniquity. 
Ah, who can stand before Thee? 

2 To gain remission of our sin, 
No work of ours availeth ; 

God's favor we may strive to win. 

But all our labor faileth : 
We're 'midst our fairest actions lost, 
And none 'fore Him of aught can boast: 

We live alone through mercy. 

3 Therefore my hope is in His grace, 
And not in my own merit ; 

On Him my confidence I place, 

Instructed by His Spirit : 
His precious word hath promised me 
He will my Joy and Comfort be : 

Thereon is my reliance. 

4 Though sin with us doth much abound, 

Y"et grace still more aboundeth ; 
Sufficient help in Christ is found, 

Where sin most deeply woundeth : 
He the good Shepherd is indeed. 
Who His lost sheep doth seek and lead 

With tender love and pitv. 

Martin Luther. 14S3 1546. 



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Iambic.) 



Johana Klug, 1535. 




» 4o Tune 132. 

Lord, Thou hast been Thy people's Rest 
Through all their generations ; 

Their Refuge when by troubles pressed, 
Their Hope in tribulations ; 

Thou, ere the mountains sprang to birth 

Or ever Thou hadst formed the earth, 
Art God from everlasting. 

2 Our life is like the transient breath, 
That tells a mournful story ; 

Early or late, stopt short by death ; — 

And where is all our glory? 
Our days are three-score years and ten, 
And if the span be lengthened then, 
Their strength is toil and sorrow. 

3 Lo ! Thou hast set before Thine eyes 
All our misdeeds and errors; 

Our secret sins from darkness rise 
At Thine awakening terrors ; 

Who shall abide the trying hour? 

Who knows the thunder of Thy power? 
We flee unto Thy mercy. 

4 Lord, teach us so to mark our days, 
That we may prize them duly : 

So guide our feet in wisdom's ways, 

That we may love Thee truly : 
Return, O Lord, our griefs behold, 
And w T ith Thy goodness, as of old, 
O satisfy us early. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

T44 Tune 132. 

The Lord my Shepherd is and Guide, 
Who kindly doth direct me ; 

For all my wants He will provide, 
From dangers will protect me: 

He leads me to a pasture-ground, 

Where for my soul rich food is found, 
The word of His salvation. 

2 For me He opens living springs, 

Amidst the desert dreary ; 
And to the great Rock's shadow brings 

My soul when faint and weary ; 



He leads me in the blessed way 
Of His commands, and when I stray, 
He brings me back rejoicing. 

3 For me a table He prepares, 
My soul enjoys His favor; 

And, thus secured, no enemy dares 

My God and me to sever : 
My heart His Holy Spirit cheers, 
And changeth all my grief and fears 

To joys unutterable. 

4 His goodness and His mercies all 
Will follow me for ever ; 

And I'll pursue my heavenly call 
To cleave to my dear Saviour, 

And to the Church His body here; 

And when called home, I shall live there 
With Christ, my soul's Redeemer. 

Wolfgang Meusslin, 1497-15G2. 

* 45 Tune 132. 

O if the Lamb had not been slain, 

To save us from perdition, 
And everlasting life to gain, 

What had been our condition ? 
But since in Him poor sinners find 
A Friend so faithful, true, and kind, 

We cannot but be happy. 

2 With all our errors and mistakes 
He bears, and loves us dearly ; 

The contrite soul He ne'er forsakes, 

That follow r s Him sincerely : 
When the whole heart to Him is given, 
We have a foretaste here of heaven, 
In fellowship with Jesus. 

3 When we have failed and deeply 
That we the Spirit grieved, [mourn, 

And to our Lord for comfort turn, 

We quickly are relieved: 
Whene'er we say, with humble shame: 
" Lord Jesus, I have been to blame," 

He saith : " Thou art forgiven." 

4 As pardoned sinners we rejoice 
With Jesus' congregation ; 

Above all other things we prize 



182 



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Wolff's Gesangbuch, 1569. 




His bitter death and passion ; 
His wounds and tears, and bloody sweat 
We bear in mind, nor can forget 

His unexampled mercy. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 
746 Tune 132. 

Mine hour appointed is at hand, 
Lord Jesus Christ, attend me ; 

Beside my bed, my Saviour, stand, 
To comfort, help, defend me. 

Into Thy hands I will commend 

My trembling soul at my last end, 
How safe in Thy sweet keeping ! 

2 Countless as sands upon the shore, 
My sins are thronging round me; 

But though they grieve and wound me 
They never shall confound me. [sore, 



My sins are numberless, I know, 
But o'er them all Thy blood cloth flow ; 
Thy wounds and death uphold me. 

3 Lord, Thou hast joined my soul to 
In bonds no power can sever ; [Thine 

Grafted in Thee, the living Vine, 

I shall be Thine for ever. 
Lord, when I die, I die to Thee, 
Thy precious death hath won for me 

A life that never endeth. 

4 Since Thou hast risen from the grave, 
The grave cannot detain me ; [save ; 

"Christ died; Christ rose again," to 

These words shall still sustain me. 
For where Thou art, there I shall be, 
That I may ever live with Tbee ; 

This is mv joy in dying. 
Nicolaus Herman, d. 1561: R. Massie, tr., b. 1800. 



LUTHER'S HYMN. \ . Jam hio ^ 

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747 Tune 132. 

'T is sure that awful time will come 
When Christ, the Lord of glory, 

Shall from His throne give men their 
And change things transitory : [doom, 

This will strike dumb each impious jeer, 

When all things are consumed by fire, 
And heaven^and earth dissolved. 



2 When all with awe the throne sur- 
round 

To hear their doom allotted, 
Oh, may my worthless name be found 

In the Lamb's book unblotted: 
Grant me that firm, unshaken faith, 
That Thou, my Saviour, by Thy death 

Hast purchased my salvation. 



183 



3 Before Thou shalt as Judge appear, 
Plead as my Intercessor, 

And on that awful day declare 

That I am Thy confessor ; 
Then bring me to that blessed place, 
Where I shall see with open face 

The glory of Thy Kingdom. 

4 O Jesus, shorten the delay, 
And hasten Thy salvation, 

That we may see that glorious day 

Produce a new creation ; 
Lord Jesus, come, our Judge and King, 
Come, change our mournful notes, to 

Thy praise for ever: Amen. [sing 

Bartholomaeus Ringwald, 1531-98. 

748 [For Tune, see preceding page.] Tvme 132 . 

Great God, what do I see and hear ! 

The end of things created ! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 

On clouds of glory seated : 
The trumpet sounds ; the graves restore 
The dead which they contained before; 

Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. 

2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, 
At the last trumpet's sounding — 

Caught up to meet Him in the skies, 
With joy their Lord surrounding; 
No gloomy fears their souls dismay, 
His presence sheds eternal day 
On those prepared to meet Him. 

3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, 
Behold His wrath prevailing; 

For they shall rise, and find their tears 
And sighs are unavailing: 

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The day of grace is past and gone ; 
Trembling they stand before the throne, 
All unprepared to meet Him. 

4 Great God ! what do I see and hear ! 

The end of things created ! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 

On clouds of glory seated : 
Beneath His Cross 1 view the day 
When heaven and earth shall pass away, 

And thus prepare to meet Him. 

William Bengo Collyer, 17S2-1854. 

749 [For Tune, see preceding page.] <r une 132 . 

The Lord of might from Sinai's brow 

Gave forth His voice of thunder ; 
And Israel lay on earth below, 

Outstretched in fear and wonder; 
Beneath His feet was pitchy night, 
And at His left hand and His right 

The rocks were rent asunder. 

2 The Lord of love on Calvary, 
A meek and suffering Stranger, 

Upraised to heaven His languid eye 

In nature's hour of danger: 
For us He bore the weight of woe, 
For us He gave His blood to flow, 
And met His Father's anger. 

3 The Lord of love, the Lord of might, 
The King of all created, 

Shall back return to claim His right, 

On clouds of glory seated ; 
With trumpet-sound and angel-song, 
And hallelujahs loud and long, 

O'er death and hell defeated. 

Reginald Heber, 1783-1826. 



8, 8, 7, Trochaic.) 



Werner Fabricius, 1C39. 




750 Tune 133. 

Far be sorrow, tears and sighing ! 

Waves are calming, storms are dying. 
Moses hath o'erpassed the sea, 
Israel's captive hosts are free ; 

Life by death slew death and saved us, 

In His blood the Lamb hath laved us, 
Clothing us with victory. 

2 Jesus Christ from death hath risen, 

Lo ! His Godhead bursts the prison, 

While His Manhood passes free, 



Vanquishing our misery. 
Rise we, free from condemnation ; 
Through our God's humiliation, 

Ours is now the victory. 
3 Vain the foe's despair and madness ! 
See the Day-spring of our gladness ! 

Slaves no more of Satan we ; 

Children by the Son set free ; 
Rise, for Life with death hath striven, 
All the snares of hell are riven, 

Rise and claim the victory. 

From the Latin. 



184 



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751 



Fierce was the wild billow, 

Dark was the night, 
Oars labored heavily, 

Foam glimmered white; 
Trembled the mariners, 

Peril was nigh ; 
Then said the God of God : 

" Peace, it is I !" 

2 Ridge of the mountain-wave, 

Lower thy crest ! 
Wail of the western wind, 

Be thou at rest ! 



Sorrow can never be, 

Darkness must fly, 
Where saith the Light of Light: 

"Peace! it is I!" 
3 Jesus, Deliverer, 

Come Thou to me ; 
Soothe Thou my voyaging 

Over life's sea ; 
Then, when the storm of death 

Roars, sweeping by, 
Whisper, Thou Truth of Truth : 

" Peace! It is I !" 

Anatolius of Constantinople, d. 458 ; John 
Mason Neale, tr.. 1818-66. 



752 



753 



[For Tune, see next page.] Tune 141. 
Since we, though unworthy, 

Through electing grace, 
'Midst Thy ransomed people 

Have obtained a place ; 
Lord, may we be faithful 

To our covenant found, 
To Thee, as our Shepherd, 

And Thy flock fast bound. 

2 While we, deeply humbled, 
Own we're oft to blame, 

This abides our comfort, 
Thou art still the same : 

In Thee all the needy 

Have a Friend most dear, 

Whose love and forbearance 
Unexampled are. 

3 Hear the joint petition 
We present to Thee, 

Whose unbounded mercy 

Is our only plea: 
All, that is displeasing 
Unto Thee, forgive; 
More to Thy Name's glory 
May we henceforth live. 

F. W. Foster, 1760-1835. 
[For Tune, see next page.] Tune 141 
While the pilgrim travels 
On this earthly ground, 
Watchful guardian angels 
Compass him around ; 



Like Elisha's servant, 

He in faith espies 
Hosts with fiery horses, 

Flaming chariots rise. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

754 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 141. 
Jesus' love unbounded 

None can e'er explain; 
Yet, alas, how often 

Do we cause Him pain : 
Even those still grieve Him, 

Who enjoy His grace, 
And, to Him devoted, 

Should show forth His praise. 

While we Thy past dealings 

Gratefully review, 
We're assured, Thy mercies 

Are each morning new ; 
And that Thou wilt freely 

Give Thy promised grace, 
And amidst our weakness 

Form us to Thy praise. 

3 All our days, O Jesus, 
Hallow unto Thee ; 
May our conversation 

To Thy honor be : 

Let us all experience, 

To the end of days, 

Thy reviving presence 

'Midst Thy chosen race. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



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'55 Tune 141. 

Lamb of God beloved, 

Once for sinners slain, 
Thankful we remember 

What Thou didst sustain ; 
Nothing Thee incited 

But unbounded grace, 
To bear condemnation 

In the sinner's place. 

2 I with sacred sorrow 

View Mount Calvary ; 
But my soul rejoices 

O'er Thy death for me: 
Since Thou by Thy passion 

Didst for me atone, 
Take me as an offering ; 

Thine I'll be alone. 

3 In Thy wounds, O Jesus, 

I have found true peace ; 
Thou in all distresses 

Art my Hiding-place: 
Unto Thee I'll ever 

Look with humble faith, 
And rejoice, and glory 

In Thv wounds and death. 

J. Cook, 1736-61. 



756 



Tune 141. 

Glory be to Jesus, 

Who, in bitter pains, 
Poured for me the life-blood 

From His sacred veins. 
Grace and life eternal 

In that blood I rind, 
Blest be His compassion 

Infinitely kind. 
Blest through endless ages 

Be the precious stream, 
Which from endless torments 

Did the world redeem ! 
Abel's blood for vengeance 

Pleaded to the skies, 
But the blood of Jesus 

For our pardon cries. 



3 Oft as earth exulting 

Wafts its praise on high, 
Angel-hosts rejoicing 

Make their glad reply. 
Lift ye then your voices ; 
Swell the mighty flood; 
Louder and still louder 
Praise the precious blood ! 
From the Italian ; Edward Caswall, tr.,18 

lOl Tune x < 

On our way rejoicing, 

Homeward as we move, 
Hearken to our praises, 

O Thou God of love ! 
Is there grief or sadness, 

Firm our trust shall be ; 
Is our sky beclouded, 

Light shall come from Thee. 

2 If, with honest-hearted 
Love for God and man, 

Day by day Thou find us 

Doing what we can, 
Thou, Who givest seed-time, 

Wilt give large increase, 
Crown our heads with blessing, 

Fill our hearts with peace. 

3 Jesus Christ has triumphed, 
Vanquished is our foe ; 

On our way rejoicing 

Gladly let us go ! 
Christ without— our Safety; 

Christ within — our Joy 
Who, if we be faithful, 

Can our hope destroy? 

4 Unto God the Father 
Joyful songs we sing; 

Unto God the Saviour / 
Thankful hearts we bring; 

Unto God the Spirit 
Bow we and adore 

On our way rejoicing, 
Now and evermore ! 

John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1811-75. 



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758 Tune 141. 

Own Thy congregation, 

O Thoh slaughtered Lamb; 
We are here assembled 

In Thy holy Name; 
Look upon Thv people 

Whom Thou by Thy blood 
Hast in love redeemed 

And brought nigh to God. 
2 Thou hast kindly led us 

For these many years; 
Ah. accept our praises 

And our grateful tears : 
Grant us all the favor 

To obey Thy voice; 
Yea, Thv will and pleasure 

Be our onlv choice. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

I 59 Tune 141. 

Whence those sounds symphonious, 

Solemn, sweet and rare, 
Music most harmonious 

Filling all the air? 
Hark! 'tis angels singing, 

Singing here on earth, 
Joyful tidings bringing 

Of the Saviour's birth. 

2 In that region yonder 
Where the angels sing, 

Bursts of joy and wonder 

Make the air to ring. 
Praise and adoration, 

Be to God above, 
And to man salvation, 

Object of His love ! 

3 Now, ye heavens, sing ye ; 
Earth," break forth and cry; 

O ye mountains, ring ye 

With the sound of joy. 
Hark ! 'tis angels singing, 

Singing here on earth, 
Jovful tidings bringing 

Of the Saviour's birth. 

Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855. 

I 60 Tune 141. 

Yea, I will extol Thee, 

Lord of life and light, 
For Thine arm upheld me, 

Turned my foes to flight : 

1 implored Thy succor, 
Thou wert swift to save, 

Heal my wounded spirit, 
Bring" me from the grave. 

2 Sing ye saints, sing praises ! 
Call His love to mind, 

For a moment angry, 

But for ever kind"; 
Grief may, like a stranger, 

Through the night sojourn, 
Yet shall joy, to-morrow, 

With the sun return. 

3 Thou hast turned my mourning 
Into minstrelsy, 

Girded me with gladness, 
Set from thraldom free ; 



Thee my ransomed powers 

Henceforth shall adore, 
Thee, my great Deliverer, 

Laud for evermore. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

761 Tune 141. 

Saviour, blessed Saviour, 

Listen while we sing. 
Hearts and voices raising 

Praises to our King. 
All we have we offer, 

All we hope to be, 
Body, soul, and spirit, 

All we yield to Thee. 

2 Great and even greater 
Are Thy mercies here, 

True andeverlasting 

Are the glories there, 
Where no pain, or sorrow, 

Toil, or care, is known, 
Where the angel-legions 

Circle round Thy throne. 

3 Clearer still and clearer 
Dawns the light from heaven, 

In our sadness bringing 

News of sin forgiven. 
Life has lost its shadows, 

Pure the light within ; 
Thou hast shed Thy radiance 

On a world of sin. 

Godfrey Thring, b. 1823. 

' 62 Tune 141. 

Standing at the portal 

Of the opening year, 
Words of comfort meet us, 

Hushing every fear : 
Spoken through the silence 

By our Father's voice. 
Tender, strong, and faithful, 

Making us rejoice. 

2 " I the Lord am with thee, 
Be thou not afraid ! 

I will help and strengthen, 
Be thou not dismayed ! 

Yes, I will uphold thee. 
With My own right hand; 

Thou art called and chosen, 
In My sight to stand." 

3 He will never fail us, 
He will not forsake, 

His eternal covenant 

He will never break ; 
Resting on His promise, 

What have we to fear? 
God is All-Sufficient 

For the coming vear ! 

Frances JR. Havergal, 1836-79. 

'63 Tune 141. 

Nearer ever nearer, 

Christ, we draw to Thee, 
Deep in adoration 

Bending low the knee : 
Thou for our redemption 

Cam' st on earth to die ; 
Thou, that Ave might follow, 

Hast gone up on high. 



187 



PENITENCE. (From the Church Hymnal, By permission.) 



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Onward, ever onward, 

Journejdng o'er the road 
Worn by saints before us, 

Journeying on to God ; 
Leaving all behind us 

May we hasten on, 
Backward never looking 

Till the prize is won. 

3 Higher then and higher 
Bear the ransomed soul, 
Earthly toils forgotten, 

Saviour, to its goal ; 
Where in joys unthought of 

Saints with angels sing, 
Clever weary, raising 
Praises to their King. 

Godfrey Thring, b. 1823. 



764 



In the hour of trial, 

Jesus, plead for me ; 
Lest by base denial 

I depart from Thee ; 
When Thou see'st me waver, 

With a look recall, 
Nor for fear or favor 

Suffer me to fall. 

2 With forbidden pleasures 

Would this vain world charm 
Or its sordid treasures 

Spread to work me harm ; 
Bring to my remembrance 

Sad Gethsemane, 
Or, in darker semblance, 

Cross-crowned Calvary. 

3 Should Thy mercy send me 

Sorrow, toil, and woe; 
Or should pain attend me 

On my path below ; 
Grant that I may never 

Fail Thy hand to see ; 
Grant that I may ever 

Cast my care on Thee. 



Tune 141. 



4 When my last hour cometh, 
Fraught Avith strife and pain, 
When my dust returneth 

To the dust again ; 
On Thy truth relying 

Through that mortal strife, 
Jesus, take me, dying, 
To eternal life. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

765 

O let him, whose sorrow 

No relief can find, 
Trust in God, and borrow 

Ease for heart and mind. 
Where the mourner weeping 

Sheds the secret tear, 
God His watch is keeping 

Though none else is near. 

2 God will never leave thee, 

All thy wants He knows, 
Feels the pains that grieve thee, 

Sees thy cares and woes. 
Raise thine eyes to heaven 

When thy spirits quail, 
When, by tempests driven, 

Heart and courage fail. 

3 When in grief we languish 

He will dry the tear, 
Who His children's anguish 
Soothes with succor near. 
Jesus, Holy Saviour, 

In the realms above 
Crown us with Thv favor, 
Fill us with Thy love. 

Frances K. Cox, tr., 1851. 
766 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 141> 

Christian, dost thou see them 

On the holy ground, 
How the powers of evil 

Rage thy steps around ? 
Christian, up and smite them, 

Counting gain but loss ; 
Smite them by the merit 

Of the holy'Cross. 



188 



ST. ANDREW OF CRETE. (6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, Trochaic.) 



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Goading on to sin ? 
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Never yield to fear : 
Smite them by the virtue 

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How they speak thee fair? 
"Always fast and vigil? 

Always watch and prayer?'-' 
Christian, answer boldly: 

" While I breathe, I pray:" 
Peace shall follow battle, 
Night shall end in day. 

John Mason Neale, tr., 1818-36. 

/Melody by Chr. Rink ; 

\ Harmonized by Heinrich Lonas. 




767 Tune 141. 

Now the day is over. 

Night is drawing nigh, 
Shadows of the evening 
Steal across the sky. 

2 Jesus, give the weary 
Calm and sweet repose ; 

With Thy tenderest blessing 
May our eyelids close. 

3 Grant to little children 
Visions bright of Thee ; 

Guard the sailor tossing 
On the deep blue sea. 

4 Through the long night watches, 
May Thine angels spread 

Their white wings above me, 
Watching round my bed. 

5 When the morning wakens, 
Then may I arise, 

Pure and fresh and sinless 
In Thy holv eves. 

"Sabine Baring-Gould, b. 1834. 

700 Tune 141. 

Jesus, meek and gentle, 
Son of God Most High, 

Pitying, loving Saviour, 
Hear Thy children's cry. 



769 



2 Pardon our offences, 
Loose our captive chains, 

Break down every idol 
Which our soul detains. 

3 Give us holy freedom, 
Fill our hearts with love ; 

Draw us, holy Jesus, 
To the realms above. 

George R. Prynne, 1856. 

Tune 141. 

Jesus, tender Saviour, 
Hast Thou died for me? 

Make me very thankful 
In my heart to Thee. 

2 When the sad, sad story 
Of Thy grief I read, 

Make me very sorry 
For my sins, indeed. 

3 Now I know Thou lovest 
And dost plead for me, 

Make me very thankful 
In my prayers to Thee. 

4 Soon I hope in glory 
At Thy side to stand : 

Make me fit to meet Thee 
In that happy land. 



189 



ST. ALBANS. (6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, Trochaic.) 



Arr. from Haydn. 




770 



Welcome, happy morning ! 

Age to age shall say ; 
Hell to-day is vanquished, 

Heaven is won to-day ! 
Lo ! the dead is living, 

Lord for evermore ! 
Him, their true Creator, 

AD His works adore! 

Ref. — Welcome, happy morning! 
Age to age shall say ; 
Hell to-day is vanquished, 
Heaven is won to-day ! 

2 Earth with joy confesses, 
Clothing her for Spring, 

All good gifts returned with 

Her returning King; 
Bloom in every meadow, 

Leaves on every bough, 
Speak His sorrow ended, 

Hail His triumph now. — Ref. 

3 Months in due succession, 
Days of lengthening light, 

Hours and passing moments, 
Praise Thee in their flight ; 

Brightness of the morning, 
Sky and fields and sea, 

Vanquisher of darkness, 
Bring their praise to Thee. — Ref. 



4 Maker and Redeemer, 
Life and Health of all, 

Thou from heaven beholding 

Human nature's fall, 
Of the Father's Godhead 

True and only Son, 
Manhood to deliver, 

Manhood didst put on. — Ref. 

5 Thou, of life the Author, 
Death didst undergo, 

Tread the path of darkness, 
Saving strength to show ; 

Come, then, True and Faithful ! 
Now fulfill Thy word ; 

'Tis Thine own third morning; 
Rise, my buried Lord ! — Ref. 

6 Loose the hearts long prisoned, 
Bound with Satan's chain ; 

All that now is fallen 

Raise to life apiin ; 
Show Thy face in brightness, 

Bid the nations see ; 
Bring again our daylight; 

Day returns with Thee. 



John Ellerton, tr., b. 



771 



Golden harps are sounding, 

Angel voices ring, 
Pearly gates are opened, 

Opened for the King. 



190 



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Christ. the King of Glory, 

Jesus, King of love, 
Is gone up in triumph 

To His throne above. 

Ref. — All His work is ended, 
Joyfully we sing; 
Jesus hath ascended ! 
Glory to our King ! 

2 He Who came to save us, 
He Who bled and died, 

Now is crowned with gladness 

At His Father's side. 
Never more to suffer, 

Never more to die. 
Jesus, King of glory, 

Is gone up on high. — Ref. 

3 Praying for His children, 
In that blessed place, 

Calling them to glory. 

Sending them His grace; 
His bright home preparing, 

Little ones, for you ; 
Jesus ever liveth, 

Ever loveth too.— Ref. 

Frances R. Havergal. 1836-79. 

* • ^ Tune 141. 

Onward. Christian soldiers, 

Marching as to war, 
With the Cross of Jesus 

Going on before. 
Christ, the royal Master, 

Leads against the foe : 



Forward into battle, 
See, His banners go. 

Ref. — Onward, Christian soldiers, 
Marching as to war. 
With the Cross of Jesus 
Going on before. 

2 Like a mighty army. 
Moves theTChurch of God ; 

Brothers, we are treading 
Where the saints have trod; 

We are not divided, 
All one body we. 

One in hope and doctrine, 
One in charity. — Ref. 

3 Crowns and thrones may perish, 
Kingdoms rise and wane, 

But the Church of Jesus, 

Constant will remain ; 
Gates of hell can never 

'Gainst that Church prevail ; 
We have Christ's own promise, 

And that cannot fail.- Ref. 

4 Onward, then, ye people, 
Join our happy throng; 

Blend with oars your voices 

In the triumph-song; 
Glory, laud, and honor, 

Unto Christ the King; 
This through countless ages, 

Men and angels sing.— Ref. 

Sabine Baring-Gould, b. 1834. 



191 



BARNBY'S HYM^AEY, TUNE 474. 



Joseph Barnby. 




TTo Tune 141> 

Brightly gleams our banner, 

Pointing to the sky, 
Waving wanderers onward 

To their homes on high. 
Journeying o'er the desert, 

Gladly thus we pray, 
And with hearts united, 
Take our heavenward way. 
Ref. — Brightly gleams our banner, 
Pointing to the sky, 
Waving wanderers onward 
To their home on high. 

2 Jesus, Lord and Master, 
At Thy sacred feet, 

Here with hearts rejoicing 
See Thy children meet; 

Often have we left Thee, 
Often gone astray ; 

Keep us, mighty Saviour, 
In the narrow way. — Ref. 

3 All our days direct us 
In the way we go ; 

Lead us on victorious 

Over every foe : 
Bid Thine angels shield us 

When the storm-clouds lour; 
Pardon Thou and save us 

In the last dread hour. — Ref. 

4 Then with saints and angels 
May we join above, 

Offering prayers and praises 
At Thy throne of love ; 



When the toil is over, 
Then comes rest and peace, 

Jesus in His beauty, 
Songs that never cease.— Ref. 

Thomas Joseph Potter, d. 1873., alt. 

TT4 Tune 141< 

Earth below is teeming, 

Heaven is bright above ; 
Every brow is beaming 

In the light of love: 
Every eye rejoices, 

Every thought is praise ; . 
Happy hearts and voices 
Gladden nights and da\s: 
Ref. — O Almighty Giver, 

Bountiful and free ! 

As the joy in harvest, 

Joy we before Thee. 

2 For the sun and showers, 
For the rain and dew, 

For the happy hours 
Spring and Summer knew: 

For the golden Autumn 
And its precious stores, 

For the love that brought them 
Teeming to our doors. — Ref. 

3 Earth's broad harvest whitens 
In a brighter Sun 

Than the orb that lightens 

All we tread upon : 
Send out laborers, Father! 

Where fields ripening wave; 
And the nations gather, 

Gather in and save. — Ref. 

John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1811-75. 



192 



BAKNBY'S HYMNARY, TUNE 475. 



Henry Smart. 




• TO Tune 141. 

Forward ! be our watchword, 

Steps and voices joined ; 
Seek the things before us, 

Not a look behind ; 
Burns the fiery pillar 
At our army's head ; 
Who shall dream of shrinking, 
By our Captain led? 
Forward through the desert, 
Through the toil and fight: 
Jordan flows before us, 
Zion beams with light! 

2 Forward, when in childhood 
Buds the infant mind; 

All through youth and manhood, 

Not a thought behind : 
Speed through realms of nature, 

Climb the steps of grace ; 
Faint not, till in glory 
Gleams our Father's face. 
Forward, all the life-time, 

Climb from height to height: 
Till the head be hoarv, 
Till the eve be light. 

3 Forward, flock of Jesus, 
Silt of all the earth ; 

Till each yearning purpose 

Spring to glorious birth : 
Sick, they ask for healing, 

Blind, they grope for day; 
Pour upon the nations 

Wisdom's loving ray. 

(13) 193 



Forward, out of error, 

Leave behind the night; 
Forward through the darkness, 
Forward into light ! 
4 Glories upon glories 

Hath our God prepared, 
By the souls that love Him 

One day to be shared ; 
Eye hath not beheld them, 

Ear hath never heard ; 
Nor of these hath uttered 
Thought or speech a word : 
Forward, marching eastward 
Where the heaven is bright, 
Till the vail be lifted, 
Till our faith be sight ! 

Henry Alford, 1810-71. 

• « vD Tune 141. 

Far o'er yon horizon 

Rise the city towers, 
Where our God abideth ; 
That fair home is ours: 
Flash the streets with jasper, 
Shine the gates with gold ; 
Flows the gladdening river 
Shedding joys untold: 
Thither, onward thither, 

In the Spirit's might : 
Pilgrims to your country, 
Forward into light! 
2 Into God's high temple 

Onward as we press, 
Beauty spreads around us, 
Born of holiness ; 



Arch, and vault, and carving, 

Lights of varied tone ; 
Softened words and holy, 
Prayer and praise alone : 
Every thought upraising 

To our city bright, 
Where the tribes assemble 
Round the throne of light. 

3 Naught that city needeth 

Of these aisles of stone: 
Where the Godhead dwelleth, 

Temple there is none: 
All the saints that ever 

In these courts have stood, 
Are but babes, and feeding 

On the children's food. 



On through sign and token, 

Stars amidst the night ; 
Forward through the darkness, 
Forward into light. 
4 To the eternal Father, 

Loudest anthems raise : 
To the Son and Spirit 

Echo songs of praise: 
To the Lord of Glory 

BlessM Three in One, 
Be by men and angels 
Endless honor done, 
Weak are earthly praises, 
Dull the songs of night: 
Forward into triumph, 
Forward into ligrht. 

Henry Alford, 181C-71. 



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Thomas Selle, 1655. 




■f. 

777 Tune 142. 

Fountain eternal of life and of light, 
Where all find refreshment, who seek 

Pure spring of salvation, [it aright, 

And true consolation, [stream rolls, 

From God's holy temple thy living 

Whose waters flow ample for all thirsty 

souls. 

2 Here come I, my Shepherd, athirst 

after Thee, [plea ; 

In mercy receive me, for mercy's my 

The word Thou hast spoken 

Can never be broken ; 

Thou knowest I'm needy and greatly 

distressed, [rest. 

Thou callest the weary to come and find 

3 Thou River of life dost refresh heart 

and mind, [good find : 

Those whom Thou enrichest eternal 
Amidst tribulation 
The cup of salvation 

1 take; thus with gladness inspired by 

Thee, [flee. 

All sorrow and sadness far distant must 

4 O Lord, my Redeemer, grant that I 

may rest, [oppressed ; 

Where saints are no longer by suffering 
Where joj^s beyond measure, 
And fullness of pleasure, 



In glory transcendent the conquerors 

share, [faithful shall wear. 

And where crowns resplendent the 

Chr. J. Koitsch, 1671-1735. 
778 Tune 142. 

O Saviour, the truest, the best of all 

friends, t [ends; 

Thy love is unbounded, Thy love never 

A fountain e'er flowing, 

Rich blessings bestowing, 

Thy Kingdom eternal Thou spreadest 

around, [abound. 

Its joys are increasing, its pleasures 

2 O draw me, my Jesus, O draw me to 

Thee, [in me: 

And now let the spring of Thy love rise 

O'erstream heart and senses, 

Thus true love commences ; [to see, 

O lead me to Calvary, the blood-stream 

Then Thine, O mv Saviour. Thine only 

I'll be. 

3 O take me, my Saviour, and all that is 

mine, [I resign ; 

Thy love hath me conquered, my will 

In labor, in sadness, 

In trials, in gladness, [I will be, 

With zeal I will serve Thee, God's child 

In Thee I will live, Lord; O live Thou 

in me. 

Chr. J. Koitsch, 1671-1735. 



194 



779 [-**»* Tune, see preceding page. J Tune 142 
Our Lord Christ hath risen ! the tempter 

is foiled; [is spoiled. 

His legions are scattered, his stronghold 

: : O sing Hallelujah ! :||: 
O sing Hallelujah, be joyful and sing, 
Our great foe is baffled — Christ Jesus is 

King ! 
2 O death, we defy thee! A stronger 

than thou [not now ! 

Hath entered thy palace ; we fear thee 

:[: O sing Hallelujah ! :||: 
O sing Hallelujah, be joyful and sing, 
The grave cannot scare us — Christ Jesus 

is King ! 



NIC.EA. (6, 5, 6, 



3, 5, 5, Trochaic.) 



3 O sin, thou art vanquished, thy long 

reign is o'er; [thee no more. 

Though still thou dost vex us, we dread 

: : O sing Hallelujah! : : 
O sing Hallelujah, be joyful and sing. 
Who now can condemn us? — Christ 

. 7 sus is King ! 

4 Our Lord Christ hath risen ! Day 

break eth at last ; [nigh past. 

The long night of weeping is now well- 

: : O sing Hallelujah ! : : 
O sing Hallelujah, be joyful and sing, 
Our foes are all conquered — Christ J esup 

is King ! 

W. C. Plunket, b. 1828. 

J. B. Dykes, + 187G. 




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«oO Tune 144. 

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! 

Earljr in the morning our song~shall 

rise to Thee ; 

Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, 

God in three Persons, blessed Trinity! 

2 Holy, holy, holy, all the saints adore 

Thee, [around the glassy sea ; 

Casting down their golden' crowns 

Cherubim and seraphim falling down 

before Thee, [shalt be. 

Which wert and art and evermore 



I ! II 

3 Holy, holy, holy! though the dark- 

ness hide Thee, [glory may not see; 

Though the eye of sinful man Thy 
Only Thou art holy ; there is none be- 
side Thee, 

Perfect in power, in love and purity. 

4 Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty ! 

All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, 
in earth and sky and sea ; 
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty; 
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity! 
Kegiuald Heber, 1783-1826. 



781 



[For Tune, see next page.] Tune 146 

Eternal thanks be Thine, 

Author of our salvation : 
Thou didst our hearts incline 

To accept Thy invitation : 
We are Thy property, 

O may we Thine abide; 
This is our only plea, 

That Thou for us hast died. 
2 Might with an iron pen 

This truth divine be graven, 
For sinners Christ was slain, 

To purchase life and heaven : 
Unwearied we prolong 

And joyfully repeat 
The blessed gospel-song; 

'Tis ever new and sweet. 

Von Gersdorf and Zinzendorf. 



782 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune 146. 
Most gracious God and Lord, 

Mankind's almighty Saviour, 
Worthy to be adored 

J3y all, both now and ever : 
Those souls are blest indeed 

Who Thee behold by faith, 
As Thou for us wast laid 

Low in the dust of death. 
2 In Thee I trust by faith, 

Jesus my God and Saviour; 
On Thy atoning death 

My soul shall feed for ever : 
Thy sufferings shall remain 

Deep on my heart impressed, 
Thou Son of "God and man, 

Till I with Thee shall rest. 

Moravian, 



195 



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Johann Crueger, 1649. 




« OO Tune 146. 

Now let ns praise the Lord 

With body, soul and spirit, 
Who doth such wondrous things 

Beyond our sense and merit ; 
Who, from our mother's arms 

And earliest infancy, 
Hath done great things for us ; 

Praise Him eternally. 

2 O gracious God, bestow 

On us while here remaining, 
An ever-cheerful mind ; 

Thy peace be ever reigning; 
Preserve us in true faith, 

And Christian holiness : 
That when Ave go from hence, 

We may behold Thy face. 

3 All praise and thanks to God 
The Father now be given ; 

The Son and Him Who reigns 
With them in highest heaven ; 

The one eternal God, 

Whom heaven and earth adore : 

For thus it was, is now, 
And shall be evermore. 

Martin Rinkart, 1586-1649. 

7o4 Tune 146. 

To Thee. O God, we raise 

Our voice in choral singing; 
We come with prayer and praise, 

Our hearts' oblations bringing ; 
Thou art our fathers' God, 

And ever shalt be ours ; 
Our lips and lives shall laud 

Thy Xaine, with all our powers. 
2 We bless Thy Son, Who bore 

The Cross, for sinners dying; 
Thy Spirit we adore. 

The precious blood applying. 
Let work and worship send 

Their incense unto Thee ; 
Till song and service blend, 

Beside the crystal sea. 

" Arthur T. Pierson, b. 1837. 



*> N Ul 

» OO Tune 146. 

Lord God, we worship Thee, 

Whose goodness reigneth o'er us : 
We praise Thy love and power 

In loud and happy chorus. 
To heaven our song shall soar ; 

For ever shall it be 
Resounding o'er and o'er : 

Lord God, we worship Thee. 

2 Lord God, we worship Thee: 
For Thou our land defendest; 

Thou pourest down Thy grace, 
And strife and war Thou end est. 

Since golden peace, O Lord, 
Thou grantest us to see, 

Our land with one accord, 

Lord God, gives thanks to Thee. 

3 Lord God, we worship Thee : 
Thou didst indeed chastise us ; 

Yet still Thy goodness spares, 
And still Thy mercy tries us. 

Once more our Father's hand 
Has bid our sorrows flee, 

And peace rejoice our land : 
Lord God, we worship Thee. 

4 Lord God, we worship Thee, 

And pray Thee, Who hast blessed us, 
That we may live in peace, 

And none henceforth molest us, 
O crown us with Thy love ; 

And our Defender be; 
Thou Who hast heard our prayer, 

Lord God, we worship Thee. 

Catherine Winkwortta, 1829-78.. 

786 [For Tune, see next page.'] Tune 146. 

Lord, grant Thy servants grace, 

All needful gifts bestowing, 
That, all due faithfulness 

They in their service showing, 
Their duties as they ought 

May punctually be done; 
Then with success, when wrought, 

Their work vouchsafe to crown. 



196 



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2 We pray Thee, bless them all, 

And prosper their endeavor, 
In their important call 



NASSAU. \ _ . . 

Maehe dich, rnt in Geist, bereit. / ' ' °> ' > 



Thou listen'st to our prayers, 
And surely wilt uphold 

The faithful "ministers 
Of Thy redeemed fold. 

Heermann and Zinzeudorf. 

6, 3, 3, 6, 6, Trochaic.) Johann Rosenmueller, 1655. 



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V 87 Tune : 

Xot in anger, Mighty God, 

Xot in anger smite us ; 
We must perish if Thy rod 

Justly should requite us. 
We are' naught, sin hath brought, 

Lord, Thy Avrath upon us, 

Yet have mercy on us. 

2 Show me, now, a Father's love 
And His tender patience ; 

Heal my wounded soul, remove 
These' too sore temptations ; 

I am weak. Father, speak 
Thou of peace and gladness, 
Comfort Thou my sadness. 

3 Weary am I of my pain, 
Weary with my sorrow, 

Sighing still for help in vain, 
Longing for the morrow ! 



Why wilt Thou tarry now ? 
Wilt Thou friendless leave me, 
And of hope bereave me? 

4 Hence, ye foes ! He comes in grace, 
God hath deigned to hear me ; 

I may come before His face, 
He is inly near me ; 

He o'erthrows all my foes. 
Death and hell are Vanquished 
In whose bonds I languished. 

5 Father, hymns to Thee we raise, 
Here and once in Heaven ; 

And the Son and Spirit praise, 
Who our bonds have riven ; 
Ever more we adore 
Thee, Whose grace has stirred us, 
And Whose pity heard us. 
Johann Georg Albinus. 1624-79; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., l829-7s>. 



197 



788 [For Tune, see preceding page.] T une 149. 
O how excellent and fair, 

Goodly beyond measure, 
Is the lot which we shall share, 

And how rich the treasure, 
When we see, bodily, 

Our beloved Saviour, 

As He is, for ever. 
2 May this ever blessed hope 

Fili our hearts with gladness, 
And 'midst weakness bear us up, 

Till from sin and sadness 
We shall be wholly free, 

And above for ever 

Praise our gracious Saviour. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

789 \- For Time, see preceding page.] Tune 149 
O what happiness divine, 

O the lot most precious, 
Confidently to recline 

On the breast of Jesus, 
Great the bliss I possess, 

And yet long for ever 

For more grace and favor. 

2 Jesus cometh to fulfill 

All thy heart desireth, 
Doth Himself to thee reveal, 

Thee with love inspireth : 
His blood spilt all thy guilt 

Will erase for ever, 

And thy sins will cover. 

H. L. von Hayn (st. 2 J. W. Petersen.) 

790 [.For Tune, see preceding page.] Tune 149> 

Lamb of God, all praise to Thee, 
Thou hast victory gained, 

And upon the Cross for me 
Endless bliss obtained : 

Thou art mine, I am Thine; 
May my whole demeanor 
To Thy Name give honor. 

L. A. Gotter, 1661-1735. 



791 Tune 151. 

O sacred head, now wounded, 

With grief and shame weighed down 
Now scornfully surrounded 

With thorns^ Thine only crown ; 
O sacred head, what glory, 

What bliss, till now was Thine ! 
Yet though despised and gory, 

I joy to call Thee mine. 

2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered 
Was all for sinners' gain ; 

Mine, mine was the transgression, 
But Thine the deadly pain ; 

Lo, here I fall, mv Saviour ! 
T is I deserve Thv place ; 

Look on me with Thy favor, 
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. 

3 The. joy can ne'er be spoken, 
Above all joys beside, 

When in Thy body broken 

I thus with safety hide: 
My Lord of life, desiring 

Thy glory now to see, 



Beside Thy Cross expiring, 
I'd breathe my soul to Thee. 

4 What language shall I borrow 
To thank Thee, dearest Friend, 

For this Thy dying sorrow, 

Thy pity without end? 
Oh, make me Thine forever; 

And should I fainting be, 
Lord, let me never, never 

Outlive my love to Thee ! 

5 And when I am departing, 
Oh, part Thou not from me ! 

When mortal pangs are darting, 
Come. Lord, and set me free ! 

And when my heart must languish 
Amidst the final throe, 

Release me from mine anguish, 
By Thine own pain and woe ! 

6 Be near me when I'm dying; 
Oh, show Thy Cross to me ! 

And for my succor flying, 

Come, Lord, and set me free ! 
These eyes, new faith receiving, 

From Jesus shall not move ; 
For he who dies believing, 
Dies safely, through Thy love. 

Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153 : Paul 
Gernardt. 1606-76: James Waddell 
Alexander, tr., 1804-59. 

792 Tune i5i. 

1 see my Saviour languish 
In sad Gethsemane, 

Till through His pores, in anguish, 
Great blood-drops force their way ; 

The load which Him oppresses, 
I, I deserve to feel ; 

The bloody sweat of Jesus 
Doth soul and body heal. 

2 My Saviour was betrayed, 
Reproach and pain to meet; 

My sins the Lord conveyed 
'Fore Pilate's judgment-seat; 

These, these did Him deliver 
Into the foe's dire hand ; 

I should have felt forever 
The pangs my Lord sustained. 

3 Behold the Man ! He beareth 
God's wrath and curse for us ; 

A crown of thorns He weareth, 
For us endures the Cross ; 

There, to complete His passion, 
His sorrows, pain, and woe, 

His blood for our salvation 
In copious streams doth flow. 

4 Thou for Thy foes entreatest ; 
Lord Jesus, who was I? 

Thy friends Thou not forgettest ; 

Turn, Lord, to me Thine eye; 
Thy mouth now grace declareth 

To the repenting thief; 
My guilty, soul this cheereth ; 

Of sinners I am chief. 

5 In anguish Thou com plainest, 
" My God forsaketh Me;" 

"I thirst," Thou then exclaimest, 
Yet none refresheth Thee ; 
198 



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O Baupi mil Blut und Wunden f (7 ' 6 > 7 ' 6 ' 7 > 6 ' '» 6 ' IamDlc -) 



J Popular Melody : 
IHaus Leo Hassler, 1C01. 




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At length the conflict ending, 
Thou criest,— *"Tis finished." 

And then, Thv soul commending 
To God, didst bow Thy head. 

6 Thou God of my salvation, 
In Whom I trust by faith, 

Who hast for my transgression 
Lain in the dust of death ; 

I place upon Thy merit 
While here my confidence ; 

And will commend my spirit 
To Thee, when I go hence. 

7 Lord, grant me Thy salvation 
And peace divine, I pray, 

While under tribulation 

On earth below I stav ; 
Till I shall stand before Thee, 

And for redeeming grace, 
With all the saints in glory, 

My halleluiahs raise. 

E. W. von Wobeser, and H. von Bruiningk. 

793 

In time of tribulation 

Hear, Lord, my feeble cries, 
With humble supplication 

To Thee my spirit flies: 
My heart with grief is breaking, 

Scarce can my voice complain ; 
Mine eyes, with tears kept waking, 

Still watch and weep in vain. 

2 The days of old, in vision, 
Bring vanished bliss to view : 

The days of lost fruition 

Their joys in pangs renew; 
Remembered songs of gladness, 

Through night's long silence brought, 
Strike notes of deeper sadness, 

And stir desponding thought. 

3 Hath God cast off for ever? 
Can time His truth impair? 

His tender mercy, never 
Shall I presume to share? 



Tune 151. 



James Montgomery. 1771-1854. 
Tune 151. 



199 



Hath He His loving-kindness 

Shut up in endless wrath ? 
Xo; — this is ray own blindness, 

That cannot see His path. 
4 I call to recollection 

The years of His right hand, 
And, strong in His protection, 

Again through faith I stand: 
Thy deeds, O Lord, are wonder, 

Holy are all Thy ways, 
The secret place of thunder 

Shall utter forth Thy praise. 
James Montgomery 

794 

O Jesus Christ, most holv, 

Head of the Church. Thy bride, 

Each day in us more fully 
Thy Xame be magnified: 

may in each believer 

Thy love its power display, 
And none among us ever 
From Thee, our Shepherd, strav. 
Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

795 Tune 151. 

Thy blood, so dear and precious, 

Love made Thee shed for me ; 
Oh, may I now, dear Jesus, 

Love Thee most fervently ; 
May the divine impression 

Of Thy atoning death. 
And all Thy bitter passion, 

Ne'er leave me while I've breath. 

J. Prsetorius, 1738-82. 
• 9D Tune 151. 

The passion theme pursuing, 

1 bow at Joseph's tomb. 
My Saviour's body viewing, 

Embalmed in sweet perfume ; 
There I behold Him sleeping. 

At rest from death's hard strife, 
Absolved from pain and weeping; 
On Him hangs all mv life. 

C. R. von Zinzendorf. 1727-49 ; L. F. 
Kampmann. tr., 1876. 



ST. MARK. ") 

Valet will ich dir geben. / 



(7. 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, Iambic. ) 



Melchioi Teschner. 1613. 

i 







• " » Tune 161. 

Farewell, henceforth for ever, 

All empty, worldly joys ; 
Farewell, for Christ my Saviour 

Alone my thoughts employs. 
In heaven's my conversation, 

Where the redeemed possess 
In Him complete salvation, 

The gift of God's free grace. 
2 Counsel me, dearest Jesus, 

According to Thy heart; 
Heal Thou all my diseases, 

And every harm avert ; 
Be Thou my Consolation 

While here on earth I live, 
And at my expiration 

Me to Thvself receive. 

Valerius Herberger, 1562-1627. 

#98 Tune 151. 

Is God my strong Salvation, 

No enemy I fear : 
He hears my supplication, 

Dispelling all my care : 
If He, my Head and Master, 

Defend me from above, 
What pain or what disaster 

Can part me from His love? 

2 The ground of my profession 
Is Jesus and His blood ; 

He gives me the possession 

Of everlasting good ; 
Myself and whatsoever 

Is mine, I cannot trust ; 
The gifts of Christ my Saviour 

Remain my only boast. 

3 His Spirit cheers my spirit 
With many a precious word, 

That I shall joy inherit, 

By trusting in the Lord : 
Since, after tribulation, 

All those who Jesus love, 
Have that blest expectation 

To live with Him above. 



4 Should earth lose its foundation, 

He stands my lasting Rock ; 
No temporal desolation 

Shall give my love a shock : 
I'll cleave to Christ my Saviour, 

No object, small or great, 
Nor height nor depth, shall ever 

Me from Him separate. 

Paul Gerbardt, 1607-7*5. 

799 Tune 151. 

Draw us to Thee, Lord Jesus, 

And we will hasten on ; 
For strong desire doth seize us 

To go where Thou art gone. 
Draw us to Thee; enlighten 

These hearts to find Thy way, 
That else the tempests frighten, 

Or pleasures lure astray. 

2 Draw us to Thee ; and teach us 

E'en now that rest to find, 
Where turmoils cannot reach us, 

Nor cares weigh down the mind. 
Draw us to Thee; nor leave us 

Till all our path is trod, 
Then in Thine arms receive us, 

And bear us home to God. 

Countess Elizabeth of Schwarzburg-Ru- 
dolstadt. d. 1672; Catherine Winkworth, 
tr., 1829-78. 

800 Tune 161. 

Oh how shall I receive Thee, 

How greet Thee, Lord, aright? 
All nations long to see Thee, 

My Hope, my heart's Delight ! 
Oh kindle, Lord, most holy, 

Thy lamp within my breast, 
To do in spirit lowly 

All that may please Thee best. 

2 Thy Zion palms is strewing, 
And branches fresh and fair ; 

My heart, its powers renewing, 
An anthem shall prepare ; 



200 



My soul puts off her sadness, 

Thy glories to proclaim ; 
With all her strength and gladness, 

She fain would serve Thy Name. 

3 Love caused Thy incarnation, 
Love brought Thee down to me ; 

Thy thirst for my salvation 

Procured my liberty ; 
O love beyond" all telling, 

That led Thee to embrace, 
In love all love excelling, 

Our lost and fallen race ! 

4 Rejoice then, ye sad-hearted, 
Who sit in deepest gloom, 

Who mourn o'er joys departed, 

And tremble at your doom ; 
He Who alone can cheer you, 

Is standing at the door; 
He brings His pity near you. 
And bids you weep no more. 

Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76; Arthur Tozer 
Russel.tr., 1806-74. 

oUl Tune 151. 

Hail to the Lord's Anointed, 

Great David's greater Son ! 
Hail, in the time appointed, 

His reign on earth begun ! 
He comes to break oppression, 

To set the captive free, 
To take away transgression, 

And rule in equity. 

2 He comes, with succor speedy, 
To those who suffer wrong ; 

To help the poor and needy, 
And bid the weak be strong ; 

To give them songs for sighing, 
Their darkness turn to light, 

Whose souls, condemned and dying, 
Were precious in His sight. 

3 By such shall He be feared, 
While sun and moon endure, 

Beloved, obeyed, revered ; 

For He shall judge the poor, 
Through changing generations, 

With justice, mercy, truth, 
While stars maintain their stations, 

Or moons renew their youth. 

4 He shall come down like showers 
Upon "the fruitful earth, 

And love and joy, like flowers, 
Spring in His path to birth : 

Before Him, on the monntains, 
Shall peace the herald go, 

And righteousness in fountains 
From hill to valley flow. 

5 Arabia's desert- ranger 

To Him shall bow the knee ; 
The Ethiopian stranger 

His glory come to see : 
With offerings of devotion, 

Ships from the isles shall meet, 
To pour the wealth of ocean 

In tribute at His feet. 

6 Kings shall fall down before Him, 
And gold and incense bring: 



All nations shall adore Him ; 

His praise all people sing; 
For He shall have dominion 

O'er river, sea, and shore, 
Far as the eagl-e's pinion 

Or dove's light wing can soar. 

7 For Him shall prayer unceasing 
And daily vows ascend ; 

His Kingdom still increasing, 

A Kingdom without end. 
The heavenly dew shall nourish 

A seed in weakness sown, 
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish, 

And shake like Lebanon. 

8 O'er every foe victorious, 
He on His throne shall rest; 

From age to age more glorious, 
All-blessing and all-blest. 

The tide of time shall never 
His covenant remove ; 

His Name shall stand for ever ; 
That Name to us is — Love. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

oOA Tune 151# 

From all Thy saints in warfare, 

For all Thv saints at rest, 
To Thee, O blessed Jesus, 

All praises be addressed. 
Thou, Lord, didst win the battle 

That they might conquerors be, 
Their crowns of living glory 

Are lit with rays from Thee. 

2 Apostles, prophets, martyrs, 
And all the sacred throng, 

Who wear the spotless raiment, 
Who raise the ceaseless song ; 

For these, passed on before us, 
Saviour, we Thee adore, 

And, walking in their footsteps, 
Wouid serve Thee more and more. 

3 Then praise we God the Father, 
And praise we God the Son, 

And God the Holy Spirit, 

Eternal Three in One ; 
Till all the ransomed number 

Fall down before the throne, 
And honor, power, and glory 

Ascribe to God alone. 

Horatio Nelson, b. 1823. 

803 Tune 151. 

Oh, that the Lord's salvation 

Were out of Zion come, 
To heal His ancient nation, 

To iead His outcasts home ! 
How long the holy city 

Shall heathen feet profane? 
Return, O Lord, in pity, 

Rebuild her walls again. 
2 Let fall Thy rod of terror, 

Thy saving grace impart; 
Roll back the vail of error, 

Release the fettered heart; 
Let Israel, home returning, 

Their lost Messiah see ; 
Give oil of joy for mourning, 

And bind Thv Church to Thee. 

Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847. 
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Joharm Crueger, 1549. 




804 Tune 151. 

O Word of God Incarnate, 

O Wisdom from on high, 
O Truth unchanged, unchanging, 

O Light of our dark sky ! 
We praise Thee for the radiance 

That from the hallowed page, 
A lantern to our footsteps, 

Shines on from age to age. 

2 The Church from her dear Master 
Received the gift divine, 

And still that light she lifteth 
O'er all the earth to shine. 

It is the golden casket 
Where gems of truth are stored, 

It is the heaven-drawn picture 
Of Christ the living Word. 

3 Oh, make Thy Church, dear Saviour, 
A lamp of burnished gold, 

To bear before the nations 

Thy true light as of old ; 
Oh, teach Thy wandering pilgrims 

By this their path to trace, 
Till, clouds and darkness ended, 

They see Thee face to face. 

805 

O One with God the Father 

In majesty and might, 
The brightness of His glory, 

Eternal Light of Light ; 
O'er this our home of darkness 

Thy rays are streaming now ; 
The shadows flee before Thee, 

The world's true Light art Thou 

2 Yet, Lord, we see but darkly:— 
O heavenly Light, arise, 

Dispel these mists that shroad us, 
And hide Thee from our eyes ! 

We long to track the footprints 
That Thou Thyself hast trod ; 

We long to see the pathway 
That leads to Thee, our God. 

3 O Jesus, shine around us, 
With radiance of Thy grace ; 



William Walsham How, b. 1823. 
Tune 151. 



O Jesus, turn upon us 
The brightness of Thy face. 

We need no star to guide us, 
As on our way we press, 

If Thou Thy light vouchsafest, 
O Sun of righteousness! 

William Walsham How, b. 1823. 

806 Tune 151. 

Tell me the old, old story, 
Of unseen things above, 
Of Jesus and His glory, 

Of Jesus and His love; 
Tell me the story simply, 

As to a little child, 
For I am weak and weary, 
And helpless and defiled. 
[Refrain.— Tell me the old, old story, 
Tell me the old, old story, 
Tell me the old, old story 
Of Jesus and His love.] 

2 Tell me the story slowly, 
That I may take it in, 

That wonderful redemption, 

God's remedy for sin ; 
Tell me the story often, 

For I forget so soon, 
The "early dew" of morning 

Has passed away at noon. . 

3 Tell me the story softly, 
With earnest tones and grave; 

Remember, I'm the sinner 
Whom Jesus came to save. 

Tell me the story always, 
If you would really be 

In any time of trouble, 
A comforter to me. 

4 Tell me the same old story, 
When you have cause to fear, 

That this world's empty glory 

Is costing me too dear; 
Yes, and when that world's glory 

Is dawning on my soul, 
Tell me the old, old story : 

" Christ Jesus makes thee whole." 
Kate Hankey. 



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807 Tune 151. 

Commit thou every grievance 

Into His faithful hands, 
To His sure care and guidance, 

Who heaven and earth commands; 
For He, the clouds' Director, 

Whom winds and seas obey, 
Will be thy kind Protector, 

And will prepare thy way. 

2 Rely on God thy Saviour, 
So shalt thou safe go on ; 

Build on His grace and favor, 
So shall thy work be done : 

Thou canst make no advances 
By self-consuming care; 

But He His help dispenses, 
When called upon by prayer. 

3 My soul, then, with assurance 
Hope still, be not dismayed; 

He will from each encumbrance 

Again lift up thy head : 
Beyond thy wish extended 

His goodness will appear, 
When He hath fully ended 

What caused thy needless fear. 

Paul Gerbardt, 1607-76. 

8O0 Tune i 51 . 

1 could not do without Thee, 

Saviour of the lost, 

Whose precious blood redeemed me 
At such tremendous cost ; 

Thy righteousness, Thy pardon, 
Thy precious blood must be 

My only Hope and Comfort, 
My Glory and my Plea. 

2 I could not do without Thee, 

1 cannot stand alone, 

I have no strength or goodness, 

No wisdom of my own ; 
But Thou, belovM Saviour, 

Art all in all to me ; 
And perfect strength in weakness 

Is theirs who lean on Thee. 



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3 I could not do without Thee; 
No other friend can read 

The spirit's strange deep longings, 

Interpreting its need ; 
No human heart could enter 

Each dim recess of mine, 
And soothe, and hush, and calm it, 

O blessed Lord, but Thine. 

4 I could not do without Thee, 
For years are fleeting fast, 

And soon in solemn loneness 
The river must be passed; 

But Thou wilt never leave me, 
And though the waves roll high, 

1 know Thou wilt be near me, 
And whisper: "It is I." 

Frances R. Havergal, 1836-79. 

809 Tune 151. 

In heavenly love abiding, 

No change my heart shall fear, 
And safe is such confiding, 

For nothing changes here: 
The storm may roar without me, 

My heart may low be laid, 
But God is round about me, 

And can I be dismayed? 

2 W^herever He may guide me, 
No want shall turn me back ; 

My Shepherd is beside me. 

And nothing can I lack: 
His wisdom ever waketh, 

His sight is never dim ; 
He knows the way He taketh, 

And I will walk with Him. 

3 Green pastures are before me, 
Which yet I have not seen ; 

Bright skies will soon be o'er me, 
Where darkest clouds have been: 

My hope I cannot measure : 
My path to life is free; 

My Saviour has mv treasure, 
And He will walk with me. 

Anna Lsetitia Waring, b. 1820. 



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810 Tune 151. 

Rejoice, rejoice, believers, 

And let your lights appear, 
The evening is advancing, 

And darker night is near; 
The Bridegroom is arising, 

And soon He will draw nigh ; 
Up ! pray and watch and wrestle; 

At midnight comes the cry. 

2 The watchers on the mountain 
Proclaim the Bridgroom near; 

Go meet Him as He cometh 
With hallelujahs clear; 

The marriage feast is waiting, 
The gates wide open stand ; 

Up, up ! ye heirs of glory, 
The Bridegroom is at hand. 

3 Our Hope and Expectation, 
O Jesus! now appear; 

Arise Thou Sun so longed for! 

O'er this benighted sphere; 
With hearts and hands^uplifted, 

We plead, O Lord ! to see 
The day of earth's redemption, 
That brings us unto Thee. 

Laurentius Laurenti, 1660-1722 ; Jane 
Borthwick.tr., 1853. 

Oil Tune 151. 

Come, faithful Shepherd, bind me 

With cords of love to Thee, 
And evermore remind me 

That Thou hast died for me ; 
Oh may the Holy Spirit 

Set this before mine eyes, 
That I Thy death and merit 

Above all else may prize. 
2 Thou, Lord, wilt not forsake me, 

Though I am oft to blame ; 
As Thy reward, oh, take me 

Anew, just as I am : 
Grant me henceforth, dear Saviour, 

While in this vale of tears, 
To look to Thee, and never 

Give way to anxious fears. 

James Hutton, 1715-95. 



812 Tune 151. 
The world is very evil, 

The times are waxing late, 
Be sober, and keep vigil ; 

The Judge is at the gate : 
The Judge that comes in mercy, 

The Judge that comes with might, 
To stop the course of evil, 

To recompense the right. 

2 Arise, arise, ye Christians 
Let right to wrong succeed ; 

Let penitential sorrow 

To heavenly gladness lead ;— 

To light that has no evening, 
That knows no moon nor sun, 

The light so new and golden, 
The Light that is but One. 

3 O home of fadeless splendor, 
Of flowers that hide no thorn, 

Where they shall dwell as children 
Who here as exiles mourn ; 

'Midst power that knows no limit, 
Where wisdom has no bound, 

The beatific vision 
Shall gladden all around. 

4 O happy, holy portion, 
Refection for the blest, 

True vision of true beaiuvv, 
True cure of the distrest ! 

O strive to win that glory ; 
O toil to gain that light ; 

Send hope before to grasp it, 
Till hope be lost in sisht. 

John Mason Neale, tr., 1818-66. 

813 Tune 151. 

How lost was my condition, 

Till Jesus made me whole; 
There is but one Physician 

Can cure the sin-sick soul : 
Nigh unto death He found me, 

And snatched me from the grave ; 
To tell to all around me, 

His wondrous power to save. 
204 



AURELIA. (7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, Iambic.) 



S. S. Wesley, 1 1S76. 







2 A dying, risen Jesus, 

Seen by the eye of faith, 
At once from anguish frees us, 

And saves the soul from death ; 
Come then to this Physician, 

His help He" 11 freely give, 
He makes no hard condition ; 

'Tis only — look and live. 

John Newton, 1725-1807. 

814 Tune 151. 

The Church's one Foundation 

Is Jesus Christ her Lord ; 
She is His new creation 

By water and the word; 
From heaven He came and sought her, 

To be His holy bride; 
With His own blood He bought her, 

And for her life He died. 

2 Elect from every nation, 
Yet one o'er all the earth, 

Her charter of salvation 
One Lord, one faith, one birth; 

One holy Name she blesses, 
Partakes one holy food, 

And to one hope she presses, 
With every grace endued. 

3 'Mid toil and tribulation, 
And tumult of her war, 

She waits the consummation 

Of peace for evermore ; 
Till with the vision glorious 

Her longing eyes are blest, 
And the great Church victorious 

Shall be the Church at rest. 

4 Yet she on earth hath union 
With God the Three in One, 

And mystic sweet communion 
With those whose rest is won ; 

Oh happy ones and holy ! 
Lord, give us grace that we 

Like them, the meek and lowly, 
On high may dwell with Thee. 



muel John Stone, b. 1829. 
Tune 151. 



815 

O God, the Rock of ages, 
Who evermore hast been, 

Whene'er the tempest rages, 
Our Dwelling-place serene : 



Before Thy first creations, 
O Lord, the same as now, 

To endless generations, 
The Everlasting Thou! 

2 Our years are like the shadows 
On sunny hills that lie, 

Or grasses in the meadows 

That blossom but to die : 
A sleep, a dream, a story, 

By strangers quickly "told, 
An unremaining glory 

Of things that soon are old. 

3 O Thou Who canst not slumber, 
Whose light grows never pale, 

Teach us aright to number 
Our years before they fail ! 

On us Thy mercy lighten, 
On us Thy goodness rest, 

And let Thy Spirit brighten 
The hearts Thvself hast blessed ! 
Edward H. Bickersteth, b. 1825. 



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OlT Tune 151. 

How long, Lord, our Saviour, 

Wilt Thou remain away? 
Our hearts are growing weary 

At Thy so long delay ; 
O when shall come the moment, 

When, brighter far than morn, 
The sunshine of Thy glory 

Shall on Thy people dawn? 

2 How long, O gracious Master, 
Wilt Thou Thy household leave? 

So long hast Thou now tarried, 

Few Thy return believe: 
Immersed in sloth and folly, 

Thy servants, Lord, we see; 
And Yew of us stand ready 

With joy to welcome Thee. 

3 How long, O heavenly Bridegroom, 
How long wilt Thou delay? 

And yet how few are grieving:. 



Shall all that now divides us 

Remove and pass away, 
Like shadows of the morning 

Before the blaze of day ? 

3 Shall all that now unites us 
More sweet and lasting prove, 

A closer bond of union, 

In a blest land of love ? 
Shall war be learned no longer, 

Shall strife and tumult cease, 
All earth His blessed Kingdom, 

The Lord and Prince of Peace? 

4 O long-expected dawning, 
Come with Thy cheering ray! 

When shall the morning brighten, 

The shadows flee away? 
O sweet anticipation ! 

It cheers the watchers on, 
To pray, and hope, and labor, 

Till the dark night be gone. 

Jane Borthwick, 1863. 

819 Tune 151. 

O Christ, Thou hast ascended 

Triumphantly on high, 
By cherub guards attended 

And armies of the sky : 
There, there Thou standest pleading 

The virtue of Thy blood, 
For sinners interceding, 

Our Advocate with God. 

2 Heaven's gates unfold above Thee: 
But canst Thou, Lord, forget 

The little band who love Thee 

And gaze from Olivet? 
Nay, on Thy breast engraven 

Thou bearest every name, 
Our Priest in earth and heaven 

Eternally the same. 

3 Oh, for the priceless merit 
Of Thy redeeming Cross, 

Vouchsafe Thy sevenfold Spirit, 
And turn to gain our loss ; 

Till we by strong endeavor 
In heart and mind ascend, 

And dwell with Thee for ever 
In raptures without end. 

Edward H. Bickersteth, b. 1825. 



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820 Tune i5i. 

O day of rest and gladness, 

O day of joy and light, 
balm of care and sadness, 

Most beautiful, most bright; 
On thee, the high and I0WI3-, 

Bending before the throne, 
Sing, Holy, Holy. Holy, 

To the Great Three in One. 

2 On thee, at the creation, 
The light first had its birth ; 

On thee, for our salvation, 
Christ rose from depths of earth ; 

On thee, our Lord victorious 
The Spirit sent from heaven ; 

And thus on thee, most glorious, 
A triple light was given. 

3 Thou art a cooling fountain 
In life's dry, dreary sand ; 

From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, 
We view the promised land ; 

A day of sweet refection, 
A day of holy love, 

A day of resurrection 
From earth to things above. 

4 To-day on weary nations 
The heavenly manna falls; 

To holy convocations 
The silver trumpet calls, 

Where gospel light is glowing 
With pure and radiant beams, 

And living water flowing 

With soul-refreshing streams. 

5 New graces ever gaining 
From this our day of rest, 

We reach the rest remaining 

To spirits of the blest. 
To Holy Ghost be praises, 

To Father and to Son ; 
The Church her voice upraises 

To Thee, blest Three in One. 

Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-85. 

821 Tune 151 
Oh, land relieved from sorrow ! 

Oh, land secure from tears ! 
Oh, respite on the morrow 
From all the toil of years ! 



To thee we hasten ever, 
To thee our steps ascend. 

Where darknes cometh never, 
And joy shall never end. 

2 Oh, home where God the Father 
Takes all His children in : 

Where Christ the Son shall gather 
The sinners saved from sin : 

No night nor fear shall sever 
A friend from any friend, 

For darkness cometh never, 
And joy shall never end. 

3 Rise, then, O brightest morning! 
Come, then, triumphant day ! 

When into new adorning 
We change and pass away: 

For so with firm endeavor 
Our spirits gladly tend 

Where darkness cometh never, 
And jov shall never end. 

Samuel Wilioughby Duffield, 1843-87. 

822 Tune 151. 

Brief life is here our portion ; 

Brief sorrow, short-lived care; 
The life that knows no ending, 

The tearless life, is there : 
Oh, happy retribution ! 

Short toil, eternal rest ; 
For mortals, and for sinners, 

A mansion with the blest ! 

2 There grief is turned to pleasure, 
Such pleasure, as below 

No human voice can utter, 
No human heart can know. 

The Saviour Whom we trust in 
Shall then be seen and known, 

And they that know and see Him 
Shall have Him for their own. 

3 There Jesus shall embrace us, 
There Jesus be embraced, — 

The spirit's food and sunshine; 

Whence earthly love is chased : 
Yes ! Christ my King and Portion, 

In fullness of His grace, 
We then shall see for ever, 
And worship face to face. 

Bernard of Clunv. c. 1145; John Mason 
Neale, tr., 1818-6G. 



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O^do Tune 151. 

For thee, O dear, dear country, 

Mine eyes their vigils keep ; 
For very love, beholding 

Thy happy name, they weep. 
The mention of thy glory 

Is unction to the breast, 
And medicine in sickness, 

And love, and life, and rest. 

2 O one, O only mansion ! 
O Paradise of joy ! 

Where tears are ever banished, 
And smiles have no alloy. 

The Lamb is all thy splendor, 
The Crucified, thy praise; 

His laud and benediction 
Thy ransomed people raise. 

3 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ; 
Thou hast no time, bright day; 

Dear fountain of refreshment 

To pilgrims far away: 
Upon the Rock of ages 

They raise thy holy tower ; 
Thine is the victor's laurel, 
And Thine the golden dower. 
Bernard of Cluny, c. 1145; John Mason 
Neale, tr., 1818-66. 

824 Tune 151. 
Jerusalem, the golden, 

With milk and honey blest! 
Beneath thy contemplation 
Sink heart and voice oppressed : 

1 know not, oh, I know not, 
What social .ioys are there, 

What radiancy of glory, 
What light beyond compare. 

2 And when I fain would sing them, 
My spirit fails and faints, 

And vainly would it image 
The assembly of the saints : 

They stand, those halls of Zion, 
Conjubilant with song, 

And bright with many an angel, 
And all the martyr throng. 

3 There is the throne of David ; 
And there, from care released, 

The song of them that triumph, 
The shout of them that feast : 
And they who, with their Leader, 

Have conquered in the fight, 
For ever and for ever 
Are clad in robes of white. 

Bernard of Cluny, c. 1145 ; John Mason 
jS'eale, tr., 1818-66. 

825 Tune 151. 

Jerusalem, the glorious! 

The glory of the elect, — 
O dear and future vision 

That eager hearts expect ! 
E'en now by faith I see thee, 

E'en here thy walls discern ; 
To thee my thoughts are kindled, 

And strive, and pant, and yearn. 
2 Jerusalem, the only, 

That look'st from heaven below, 
In thee is all my glory; 

In me is all my woe ; 



And though my body may not, 
My spirit seeks thee fain 

Till flesh and earth return me 
To earth and flesh again. 

3 O land that seest no sorrow ! 
O state that fear'st no strife ! 

O princely land of glory ! 

O realm and home of life ! 
Exult, O dust and ashes ! 

The Lord shall be thy part; 
His only, His for ever^ 

Thou shalt be, and thou art ! 

4 Oh, sweet and blessed country, 
The home of God's elect! 

Oh, sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect! 
Jesus, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest; 
Who art, with God the Father, 
And Spirit, ever blest. 

Bernard of Cluny, c. 1145 ; John Mason 
Neale. tr., 1818-66. 

oAt> Tune 151. 

When, His salvation bringing, 

To Zion Jesus came, 
The children all stood singing, 

Hosanna to His Name ; 
Nor did their zeal offend Him, 

But, as He rode along, 
He let them still attend Him, 

And smiled to hear their song. 

2 And since the Lord retaineth 
His love for children still, 

Though now as King He reigneth 
On Zion's heavenly hill, 

We'll flock around His banner, 
Who sits upon the throne, 

And raise a loud "Hosanna 
To David's royal Son.'' 

3 For should we fail proclaiming 
Our great Redeemer's praise, 

The stones our silence shaming, 
Would their hosannas raise. 

But shall we only render 
The tribute of our words? 

No ; while our hearts are tender, 
They, too, should be the Lord's. 

John King, 1830. 
827 Tune 151. 

O love, divine and tender, 

That through our homes doth move, 
Veiled in the softened splendor 

Of holy household love: 
A throne, without Thy blessing, 

Were labor without rest, 
And cottages, possessing 

Thy blessedness, are blest. 
2 God bless these hands united, 

God bless these hearts made one; 
Unsevered and unblighted 

May they through life go on : 
Here, in earth's home, preparing 

For the bright home above, 
j And there, for ever sharing 

Itsjov, where "God is Love." 

John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1814-84. 
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MISSIONARY. (7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, Iambic.) 



Lowell Mason, f 1872. 




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828 Tune 151. 

From Greenland's icy mountains 

From India's coral strand, 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 

Roll down their golden sand ; 
From many an ancient river, 

From many a palmy plain, 
They call us 'to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
With wisdom from on high, 

Shall we to men benighted 

The lamp of life deny ? 
Salvation ! O salvation ! 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learned Messiah's Name. 

3 Waft, waft, ye Avinds, His story, 
And you, ye waters, roll, 

Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole ; 

Till o'er our ransomed nature 
The Lamb for sinners slain, 

Redeemer, King, Creator, 
In bliss returns to reign. 

Reginald Heber, 1783-1826. 

829 T Une i5i. 
To Thee be praise for ever, 

Thou glorious King of kings ; 
Thy wondrous love and favor 

Each ransomed spirit sings: 
We'll celebrate Thy glory, 

With all Thy saints above, 
And shout the joyful story 

Of Thy redeeming love~ 

830 Tune 151. 
Now be the Gospel banner, 

In every land unfurled ; 
And be the shout, "Hosanna!" 

Re-echoed through the world; 
Till every isle and "nation, 

Till every tribe and tongue, 
Receives the great salvation, 

And joins the happy throng. 

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2 Yes, Thou shalt reign forever, 

O Jesus, King of kings! 
Thy light, Thy love, Thy favor, 

Each ransomed captive sings : 
The isles for Thee are waiting, 

The deserts learn Thy praise, 
The hills and valleys greeting, 

The song responsive raise. 

Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872. 

831 Tune 151. 

Roll on, thou mighty ocean ; 

And, as thy billows flow, 
Bear messengers of mercy 

To every land below. 
Arise, ye gales, and waft them 

Safe to the destined shore ; 
That man may sit in darkness 

And death's black shade no more. 

2 O Thou eternal Ruler, 

Who boldest in Thine arm 
The tempests of the ocean, 

Protect them from all harm ! 
Thy presence. Lord, be with them, 

Wherever they may be ; 
Though far from us who love them, 

Still let them be with Thee. 

James Edmeston, 1791-1867. 

832 Tune 151. 

Our country's voice is pleading, 

Ye men of God, arise ! 
His providence is leading, 

The land before you lies ; 
Day-gleams are o'er it brightening, 

And promise clothes the soil ; 
Wide fields, for harvest whitening, 

Invite the reaper's toil. 

2 The love of Christ unfolding, 

Speed on from East to West, 
Till all, His Cross beholding, 

In Him are fully blest. 
Great Author of salvation, 

Haste, haste the glorious day, 
When we, a ransomed nation,^ 

Thy scepter shall obey. 

Maria Frances Anderson, 1848. 



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I lay my sins on Jesus, 
The spotless Lamb of God, 

He bears them all, and frees us 
From the accursed load. 

1 bring my guilt to Jesus 

To wash my crimson stains 
White in His blood most precious, 
Till not a spot remains. 

2 I lay my wants on Jesus ; 
All "fullness dwells in Him, 

He heals all my diseases, 
He doth my soul redeem. 

I lay my griefs on Jesus, 
My burdens and my cares; 

He from them all releases, 
He all my sorrows shares. 

3 I rest my soul on. Jesus, 
This weary soul of mine, 

His right hand me embraces, 

I on His breast recline. 
I love the Name of Jesus, 

Immanuel, Christ the Lord; 
Like fragrance on the breezes 

His Name abroad is poured. 

4 I long to be like Jesus, 
Meek, Loving, lowly, mild, 

I long to be like Jesus, 
The Father's Holy Child: 

I long to be like Jesus, 
Amid the heavenly throng, 

To sing with saints His praises, 
To learn the angels' song. 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 



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834 

O Saviour, precious Saviour, 

Whom yet unseen we love, 
O Name of mijrht and favor, 

All other names above ! 
We worship Thee, we bless Thee, 

To Thee alone we sing ; 
We praise Thee and confess Thee 

Our holy Lord and King. 

2 O Bringer of salvation. 

Who wondrously hast wrought, 
Thyself the Revelation 

Of love beyond our thought; 
We worship Thee, we bless Thee, 

To Thee alone we sing ; 
We praise Thee and confess Thee 

Our gracious Lord and King. 

3 In Thee all fullness dwelleth, 
All grace and power divine; 

The glory that excelleth, 

O Son of God, is Thine; 
We worship Thee, we bless Thee, 

To Thee alone we sing; 
We praise Thee and confess Thee 

Our glorious Lord and King. 

4 O grant the consummation 
Of this our song above 

In endless adoration. 

And everlasting love; 
Then shall we praise and bless Thee 

Where perfect praises ring, 
And evermore confess Thee 

Our Saviour and our King. 

Frances R. Havergal, 1836-79. 



835 Tune 151.. 

O Jesus, we adore Thee. 

Upon the Cross, our King: 
We how our hearts before Thee ; 

Thy gracious Name we sing : 
That Name hath brought salvation, 

That Name, in life our Stay; 
Our Peace, our Consolation 

When life shall lade away. 

2 Yet doth the world disdain Thee, 
Still pressing by Thy Cross : 

Lord, may our hearts retain Thee; 

All else' we count but loss. 
The grief Thy soul endured, 

Who can that grief declare? 
Thy pains have thus assured 

That Thou Thy foes wilt spare. 

3 Ah, Lord, our sins arraigned Thee, 
And nailed Thee to the Tree : 

Our pride, O Lord, disdained Thee; — 

Yet deign our hope to be. 
O glorious King, we bless Thee, 

No longer pass Thee by : 

Jesus, we confess Thee 

Our Lord enthroned on high. 

Arthur Tozer Russell, 1806-74. 

OuD Tune 151. 

I need Thee, precious Jesus ! 

For I am full of sin ; 
My soul is dark and guilty, 

My heart is dead within ; 

1 need the cleansing fountain, 
Where I can always flee, 

The blood of Christ'most precious, 
The sinner's perfect plea. 

2 I need Thee, blessed Jesus! 
For I am very poor; 

A stranger and a pilgrim, 

1 have no earthly store; 
I need the love of Jesus 

To cheer me on my way. 
To guide my doubting footsteps, 
To be my strength and stay. 

3 I need Thee, blessed Jesus ! 
And hope to see Thee soon, 

Encircled with the rainbow, 

And seated on Thy throne : 
There, with Thy blood-bought children, 

My joy shaU'ever be 
To sing Thy praise, Lord Jesus, 

To gaze, my Lord, on Thee! 

Frederick Whitfield, b. 1829. 

OOf Tune 151. 

O Jesus, Thou art standing 

Outside the fast-closed door, 
In lowly patience waiting 

To pass the threshold o'er: 
We bear the name of Christians, 

His Name and sign we bear : 
Oh, shame, thrice shame upon us! 

To keep Him standing there. 

2 O Jesus, Thou art knocking: 
And lo ! that hand is scarred, 

And thorns Thy brow encircle, 
And tears ThV face have marred: 



Oh, love that passeth knowledge, 

So patiently to wait ! 
Oh, sin that hath no equal, 

So fast to bar the gate ! 

3 O Jesus, Thou art pleading 

In accents meek and low, — 
"I died for you. My children, 

And will ye treat Me so?" 
O Lord, "with shame and sorrow 

We open now the door: 
Dear Saviour, enter, enter, 

And leave us nevermore ! 

William Walsharn How, b. 1825. 

OOO Tune i 51 . 

O Lamb of God ! still keep me 

Near to Thy wounded side ; 
'Tis only there in safety 

And peace I can abide ! 
What foes and snares surround me, 

What doubts and fears within ! 
The grace that sought and found me, 

Alone can keep me clean. 

2 'T is only in Thee hiding 
I know my life secure ; 

Only in Thee abiding, 

The conflict can endure : 
Thine arm the victory gaineth 

O'er every hateful foe ; 
Thy love my heart sustaineth 

In all its care and woe. 

3 Soon shall my eyes behold Thee, 
With rapture^, face to face ; 

One half hath not been told me 
Of all Thy power and grace : 

Thy beauty, Lord, and glory, 
The wonders of Thy love, 

Shall be the endless story 
Of all the saints above. 

John George Deck, b. 1802. 

O^y Tune 151. 

O Thou before Whose presence 

Naught evil may come in, 
Yet Who dost look in mercy 

Down on this world of sin ; 
O give us noble purpose 

To set the sin-bound free, 
And Christ-like, tender pity 

To seek the lost for Thee^ 

2 Fierce is our subtle foeman : 
The forces at his hand. 

With woes that none can number, 
Despoil the pleasant land; 

All they who war against them, 
In strife so keen and long, 

Must in their Saviour's armor 
Be stronger than the strong. 

3 So hast Thou wrought among us 
The great things that we see ! 

For things that are we thank Thee, 

And for the things to be: 
For bright hope is uplifting 

Faint hands and feeble knees, 
To strive beneath Thy blessing 

For greater things than these. 

Samuel John Stone, b. 1829. 



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"T is not that I did choose Thee, 

For, Lord ! that could not be; 
This heart would still refuse Thee; 

But Thou hast chosen me; — 
Hast, from the sin that stained me, 

Washed me and set me free. 
And to this end ordained me, 

That I should live to Thee. 

2 "T was sovereign mercy called me, 

And taught my opening mind ; 
The world had else enthralled me, 

To heavenly glories blind. 
My heart owns none above Thee; 

For Thy rich grace I thirst : 
This knowing, — if I love Thee, 

Thou must have loved me first. 

Josiah Conder, 1789-1855. 

041 Tune 151# 

Jesus, I have promised 
To serve Thee to the end; 

Be Thou for ever near me, 
My Master and my Friend. 

1 shall not fear the battle 
If Thou art by my side, 

Xor wander from the pathway 
If Thou wilt be my Guide. 

2 O let me feel Thee near me, 
The world is ever near: 

I see the sights that dazzle. 

The tempting sounds I hear : 
My foes are ever near me, 

Around me and within : 
But Jesus, draw Thou nearer, 

And shield mv soul from sin. 



3 O Jesus, Thou hast promised 
To all who follow Thee. 

That where Thou art in glory 
There shall Thy servant be : 

And, Jesus, I have promised 
To serve Thee to the end : 

O give me grace to follow 
My Master and my Friend ! 

4 O let me see Thy footmarks, 
And in them plant mine own ; 

My hope to follow duly 
Is in Thy strength alone, 

O guide me, call me, draw me, 
Uphold me to the end ; 

And then in heaven receive me, 
My Saviour and my Friend ! 

J. E. Bode, 1816-71 

842 Tune 151. 

O be not thou dismayed, 

Believing little band ; 
God, in His might arrayed, 

To help thee is at hand. 
Upon His palms engraven 

Thy name is ever found ; 
He knows. Who dwells in heaven, 

The ills that thee surround, 

2 His purpose stands unshaken— 

What He hath saidHe'll do; 
And. when by all forsaken 

His Church He will renew. 
With pity He beholds her, 

E'en in her time of woe, 
Still by His word upholds her, 

And' makes her thrive and grow. 



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3 To Him belong our praises 

Who still abides oar Lord ; 
Bestowing gifts and graces, 

According to His word. 
Xor will He e'er forsake us, 

But will our Guardian be, 
And ever stable make us, 

In love and unity. 

Bohemian Brethren. 

843 Tune 151. 

Sometimes a light surprises 

The Christian while he sings ; 
It is the Lord, Who rises 

With healing in His wings ; 
When comforts are declining, 

He grants the soul again 
A season of clear shining, 

To cheer it after rain. 

2 In holy comtemplation 
We sweetly then pursue 

The theme of God's salvation, 

And find it ever new ; 
Set free from present sorrow, 

We cheerfully can say. 
Let the unknown to-morrow 

Bring with it what it may. 

3 It can bring with it nothing 
But He will bear us through ; 

Who gives the lilies clothing 
Will clothe His people too ; 

Beneath the spreading heavens, 
No creature but is fed ; 

And He Who feeds the ravens, 
Will give His children bread. 

4 Though vine nor fig tree neither 
Their wonted fruit should bear, 

Though all the fields should wither, 
Nor fiocks nor herds be there : 

Yet, God the same abiding, 

His praise shall tune my voice; 

For, while in Him confiding, 
I cannot but rejoice. 

John Newton, 1725-1870. 

Ot4 Tune 151. 

" Come unto Me, ye weary. 

And I will give you rest."' 
Oh. blessed voice of Jesus, 

Which comes to hearts opprest; 
It tells of benediction, 

Of pardon, grace, and peace, 
Of joy that hath no ending. 

Of love which cannot cease. 

2 "Come unto Me, ye wanderers, 
And I will give you light."' 

Oh, loving voice of Jesus, 
Which comes to cheer the night: 

Our hearts were filled with sadness, 
And we had lost our way, 

But He has brought us gladness, 
And songs at break of day. 

3 "Come unto Me, ye fainting, 
And I will give you life.'' 

Oh, cheering voice of Jesus, 
Which conies to aid our strife: 



The foe is stern and eager, 

The right is fierce and long; 
But Thou hast made us mighty, 

And stronger than the strong. 
4 " And whosoever coineth 

I will not cast him out." 
Oh, welcome voice of Jesus, 

Which drives away our doubt : 
Which calls us, very sinners, 

Unworthy though we be 
Of love so free and boundless, — 

To come, dear Lord, to Thee. 

William Chatterdon Dix, b. 1837. 

o45 Tune 151. 

The call to arms is sounding, 

The foeinen muster strong, 
While saints below the altar 

Are crying " Lord, how long? " 
The living and the loving 

Christ's royal standard raise. 
And marching on to conflict 

Shout forth their Captain's praise. 

2 Xo time for self-indulgence, 
For resting by the way ; 

Repose will come at even, 

But toil is for the day : 
Work, like our blessed Saviour, 

Who from His earliest youth 
Would do His Father's business 

And witness for the truth. 

3 For the one Faith, the true Faith, 
The Faith which cannot fail, 

For the one Church, the true Church, 
'Gainst which no foes prevail; 

Made one with God Incarnate 
We in His might must win 

The glory of self-conquest, 
Of victory over sin. 

4 O Jesus, Who art waiting 
Thy faithful ones to crown, 

Vouchsafe to bless our conflict, 

Our loving service own ; 
Come, in each heart forever 

As King adored to reign, 
Till we with saints triumphant 

Uplift the victor strain. 

Claudia Hernaman. 

o40 Tune 151. 

Go thou, in life's fair morning, 

Go, in thy bloom of youth, 
And seek for thine adorning 

The precious pearl of truth ; 
Secure the heavenly treasure, 

And bind it on thy heart, 
And let no earthly pleasure 

E'er cause it to depart. 

2 Go, ere the cloud of sorrow 

Steals o'er thy bloom of youth ; 
Defer not till to-morrow, 

Go now and buy the truth : 
Go, seek thy great Creator, 

Learn early to be wise; 
Go, place upon the altar 

A morning sacrifice. 

Anon. 



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o47 Tune 15 i. 

Come, praise your Lord and Saviour 

In strains of holy mirth ; 
Give thanks to Him, O children, 

Who lived a child on earth. 
He loved the little children, 

And called them to His side, 
His loving arm embraced them, 

And for their sake He died. 

2 {Boys) O Jesus, we would praise Thee, 
With songs of holy joy, 

For Thou on earth didst" sojourn, 

A pure and spotless boy. 
Make us, like Thee, obedient, 

Like Thee, from sin-stains free, 
Like Thee, in God's own temple, 

In lowly home like Thee. 

3 (Girls) O Jesus, we too praise Thee, 
The lowly maiden's Son: 

In Thee all gentlest graces 

Are gathered into one ; 
O give that best adornment 

That Christian maid can wear, 
The meek and quiet spirit 

Which shone in Thee so fair. 

4 All) O Lord, with voices blended 
We sing our songs of praise : 

Be Thou the Light and Pattern 
Of all our childhood's days : 

And lead us ever onward, 
That, while we stay below, 

We may, like Thee, O Jesus, 
In grace and wisdom grow. 

William Walsham How, b. 1823. 



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Ten thousand times ten thousand, 

In sparkling raiment bright, 
The armies of the ransomed saints 

Throng up the steeps of light : 
'Tis finished, all is finished, 

Their fight with death and sin: 
Fling open wide the golden gates, 

And let the victors in. 

2 What rush of hallelujahs 
Fills all the earth and sky ! 

What ringing of a thousand harps 
Bespeaks the triumph nigh ! 

Oh, day, for which creation 
And all its tribes were made! 

Oh, joy, for all its former woes, 
A thousand fold repaid ! 

3 Bring near Thy great salvation, 
Thou Lamb for sinners slain ; 

Fill up the roll of Thine elect, 
Then take Thy power and reign ; 

Appear, Desire of nations — 
Thine exiles long for home — 

Show in the heaven Thy promised sign, 
Thou Prince and Saviour, come ! 

Henry Alford, 1810-71. 

849 Tune 151. 

All glory, laud, and honor 

To Thee, Redeemer, King! 
To Whom the lips of children 

Made sweet hosannas ring. 
Thou art the King of Israel, 

Thou David's royal Son, 
Who in the Lord's Name comest, 

The King and Blessed One. 



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2 The company of angels 
Are praising Thee on high, 

And mortal men. and all things 

Created make reply. 
The people of the Hebrews 

With palms before Thee went, 
Our praise and prayer and anthems 

Before Thee we present. 

3 To Thee before Thy passion 
They sang their hymns of praise; 

To Thee, now high exalted, 

Oar melody we raise. 
Thou didst accept their praises ; 
Accept the prayers Ave bring, 
Who in all good delightest. 
Thou good and gracious King. 

"Theodulph of Orleans, c. S50; John 
Mason Neale, tr., 1S18-66. 

850 Tune 151. 

We plow the fields and scatter 

The good seed on the land, 
But it is fed and watered 

By God's almighty hand; 
He sends the snow in Winter, 

The warmth to swell the grain, 
The breezes and the sunshine, 

And soft refreshing rain. 

2 He only is the Maker 

Of all things near and far; 
He paints the wayside flower, 

He lights the evening star: 
The winds and waves obey Him, 

By Him the birds are fed : 
Much more to us, His children, 

He gives our daily bread. 

3 We thank Thee, then, O Father, 
For all things bright and good, 

The seed-time and the harvest, 
Our life, our health, our food ; 
Accept the gifts we offer 

For all Thy Love imparts, 
And what Thou most desirest, 
Our humble, thankful hearts. 

Matthias Claudius. 1740-1815 : Jane Mont- 
gomery Campbell, tr., 1861. 

851 Tune 151. 

Sing to the Lord of harvest ! 

Sing songs of love and praise ! 
With joyful hearts and voices 

Your hallelujahs raise. 
By Him the rolling seasons 

In fruitful order move ; 
Sing to the Lord of harvest 

A song of happy love. 

2 By Him the clouds drop fatness, 
The deserts bloom and spring, 

The hills leap up in gladness, 
The valleys laugh and sing: 

He filleth with His fullness 
All things with large increase, 

He crowns the year with goodness, 
With plenty and with peace. 

3 Heap on His sacred altar 
The szifts His goodness gave, 

The golden sheaves of harvest, 
The souls He died to save : 



Your hearts lav down before Him 

When at His' feet ye fall. 
And with your lives adore Him 

Who gave His life for all. 

John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1811-75. 



852 



Tune 151. 



O happy band of pilgrims, 

If onward ye will tread, 
With Jesus as your Fellow, 

To Jesus as your Head, 
O happy, if ye laoor 

As Jesus did for men : 
O happy, if ye hunger 

As Jesus hungered then. 

2 The faith by which ye see Him, 
The hope in which ye yearn, 

The love that through all trouble 
To Him alone will turn: — 

What are they but forerunners 
To lead you to His sight ? 

What are thev save the effluence 
Of Uncreated Light? 

3 The trials that beset you, 
The sorrows ye endure, 

The manifold temptations 
That death alone can cure: 

What are they but His jewels, 
Of right celestial worth? 

What are they but the ladder, 
Set up to heaven on earth? 

4 The Cross that Jesus carried, 
He carried as your due ; 

The crown that Jesus weareth, 

He weareth it for you. 
O happy band of pilgrims, 

Look upward to the skies ; 
Where such a light affliction 
Shall win you such a prize. 
Joseph of the Studium. c. 830 ; John Mason 
Neale. tr., 1818-66, alt. 

853 Tune 151. 

Work, for the night is coming ; 

Work, through the morning hours ; 
Work,, while the dew is sparkling; 

Work, 'mid the springing flowers; 
Work, when the day grows brighter, 

Work, In the glowing sun ; 
Work, for the night is coming, 

When work of man is doneT 

2 Work, for the night is coming, 
Work through the sunny noon; 

Fill brightest hours with labor, 
Rest surely comes and soon. 

Give every flying minute 
Something to keep in store: 

Work, for the night is coming 1 , 
When man can work no more. 

3 Work, for the night is coming, 
Under the sunset skies ; 

While their bright tints are glowing, 
Work, for the'daylight flies. 

Work, till the last beam fadeth, 
Fadeth to shine no more ; 

Work, while the night is darkening, 
When all man's work is o'er. 

Anna L. Walker, 1868, (alt.) 



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8o4 Tune 151 

Stand up !— stand up for Jesus! 

Ye soldiers of the Cross ; 
Lift high His royal banner, 

It must not suffer loss. 
From victory unto victory 

His army He shall lead, 
Till every foe is vanquished, 

And Christ is Lord indeed. 

2 Stand up !— stand up for Jesus ! 
The trumpet call obey ; 

Forth to the mighty conflict 
In this His glorious day. 

"Ye that are men, now serve Him,' 
Against unnumbered foes ; 

Your courage rise with danger, 
And strength to strength oppose. 

3 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! 
Stand in His strength alone ; 

The arm of flesh will fail you, 
Y^e dare not trust your own ; 

Put on the Gospel armor, 
Each piece put on with prayer; 

Where duty calls or danger, 
Be never wanting there ! 

George Duffield, 1818-88. 

855 Tune 151 

Go forward, Christian soldier, 

Beneath His banner true; 
The Lord Himself, thy Leader, 

Shall all thy foes subdue. 
His love foretells thy trials, 

He knows thine hourly need; 
He can, with bread of heaven, 

Thy fainting spirit feed. 
2 Go forward, Christian soldier, 

Fear not the secret foe ; 
Far more are o'er thee watching 

Than human eyes can know. 
Trust only Christ, thy Captain, 

Cease not to watch and pray ; 
Heed not the treacherous voices, 

That lure thy soul astray. 



Go forward, Christian soldier, 

Nor dream of peaceful rest, 
Till Satan's host is vanquished 

And heaven is all possest ; 
Till Christ Himself shall call thee 

To lay thine armor by, 
And wear, in endless glory, 

The crown of victory. 

4 Go forward, Christian soldier, 

Fear not the gathering night ; 
The Lord has been thv Shelter, 

The Lord will be thy Light; 
When morn His face revealeth, 

Thy dangers all are past ; 
Oh, pray that faith and virtue 

May keep thee to the last. 

Laurence Tuttiett, b. 1825. 

856 Tune 151. 

The morning light is breaking ; 

The darkness disappears ! 
The sons of earth are waking 

To penitential tears ; 
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 

Brings tidings from afar, 
Of nations in commotion, 

Prepared for Zion's war. 

2 See heathen nations bending 
Before the God we love, 

And thousand hearts ascending 

In gratitude above ; 
While sinners, now confessing, 

The gospel call obey, 
And seek the Saviour's blessing — 

A nation in a day. 

3 Blest river of salvation ! 
Pursue thine onward way ; 

Flow thou to every nation. 

Xor in thy richness stay : 
Stay not till all the lowly 

Triumphant reach their home: 
Stay not till all the holy 

Proclaim— "The Lord is come ! " 
Samuel Francis Smith, b. 1808. 



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857 Tune 151. 

We bring no glittering treasures, 
No gems from earth's deep mine; 

We come, with simple measures, 
To chant Thy love divine. 

Children, Thy favors sharing, 
Their voice" of thanks would raise; 

Father, accept our offering, 

Our song of grateful praise. 

2 The dearest gift of heaven, 
Love's hidden word of Truth, 

To us is early given, 

To guide our steps in youth: 
We hear the wondrous story, 

The tale of Calvary; 
We read of homes in glory, 

From sin and sorrow free. 

3 Redeemer, grant Thy blessing : 
Oh, teach us how to pray, 

That each, Thy fear possessing, 
May tread life's onward way ; 

There, where the pure are dwelling, 
We hope to meet again, 

And, sweeter numbers swelling, 
For ever praise Thy Name. 

Harriet Phillips, b. 1808. 
SOFTLY THE NIGHT IS SLEEPING. 



858 Tune 151. 

To Thee, O blessed Saviour, 

Our grateful songs we raise ; 
Oh, tune our hearts and voices, 

Thy holy Name to praise : 
'Tis by Thy sovereign mercy 

We're here allowed to meet; 
To join with friends and teachers, 

Thy blessing to entreat. 

2 Lord, guide and bless our teachers, 
Who labor for our good ; 

And may the Holy Scriptures 

By us be understood ; 
Oh, may our hearts be given 

To Thee, our glorious King; 
That we may meet in heaven, 

Thy praises there to sing. 

3 And may the precious gospel 
Be published all abroad, 

Till the benighted heathen 
Shall know and serve the Lord ; 

Till o'er the wide creation 
The rays of truth shall shine, 

And nations, now in darkness, 
Arise to light divine. 

Anon. 

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859 Tune 151i w . 

Softly the night is sleeping 

On Bethlehem's peaceful hill; 
Silent the shepherds watching, 

The gentle flocks are still. 
But hark ! the wondrous music 

Falls from the opening sky ; 
Vallev and cliff re-echo 

" Giory to God on high ! " 
Refrain.— 
Glory to God ! it rings again ; 
Peace on the earth ! good-will to men ! 



2 Day in the East is breaking: 
Day o'er the crimsoned earth ; 

Now the glad world is waking, 
Glad in the Saviour's birth ! 

See where the clear star bendeth 
Over the manger blest : 

See, where the infant Jesus 
Smiles upon Mary's breast ! 
Ref. — Glory to God ! — we hear again; 

Peace on the earth! good-will to men! 

3 Come with the gladsome shepherds, 
Quick hastening from the fold ; 



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Come with the wise men, pouring 

Incense and myrrh and gold. 
Come to Him, poor and lowly, 

Around the cradle throng ; 
Come with your hearts of sunshine, 

And sing the angels' song. 
Ref.— Glory to God ! — tell out again ; 
Peace on the earth! good-will to men! 
4 Weave ye the wreaths unfading, 

The fir tree and the pine ; 



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Green from the snows of Winter, 

To deck the holy shrine ; 
Bring ye the happy children ! 

For this is Christmas morn; 
Jesus, the Sinless Infant, 

Jesus, the Lord, is born. 

Ref.— Glory to God !— to God again ! 
Peace on the earth! good-will to men! 

Edward Abiel Washburne, 1819-81. 

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860 Tune 152. 

Jesus, Thou Who once wast dead, 

But now ever livest ; 
Who in every time of need 

Kindly me relievest, 
And dost help to me afford; 

Faithful Lord and Saviour, 
Give me what Thy death procured, 

And I'm rich for ever. 
2 Grant, O Christ, my God and Lord, 

Through Thy bitter passion, 
That I may, as Thy reward, 

Joy in Thy salvation : 
Mav I ever weigh the cause 

Of Thy death and suffering, 
And a poor, but contrite, heart 

Bring as a thank-offering. 

Paul Stockman, 1602-36. 

861 Tune 152. 

Ah. this heart is void and chill, 

'Mid earth's noisy thronging ; 
For the Father's mansion still 

Earnestly is longing. 
O, to be at home, and gain 

All for which we're sighing ; 
From all earthly want and pain 

To be swiftly flying! 
2 With this load of sin and care 

Then no longer bending, 
But with waiting angels there 

On our Lord attending ! 
Ah, how blessed, blessed they 

Who have rightly striven, 
And rejoice eternally 

With their Lord in heaven. 
Karl Johann Spitta, 1801-59 ; Jane Borthwick, 



862 Tune 152. 

Peter, faithless, thrice denies 

That his Lord he knoweth ; 
When he meets those earnest eyes, 

Weeping, forth he goeth. 
Jesus, when we will not turn, 

Look on us in kindness; 
Make our hearts within us burn, 

Rouse us from our blindness. 

From the German. 

863 Tune 152, 

Once again, O blessed time, 

Thankful hearts embrace thee, 
If we lost thy festal chime. 

What could e'er replace thee? 
Change will darken many a day, 

Many a bond dissever ; 
Many a joy shall pass away 

But the "Great Joy" never. 

2 Once again the Holy Night 
Breathes its blessing tender; 

Once again the manger light 
Sheds its gentle splendor; 

O could tongues by angels taught 
Speak our exultation 

In the Virgin's Child, That brought 
All mankind's salvation ! 

3 Welcome Thou to souls athirst, 
Fount of endless pleasure ; 

Gates of hell may do their worst, 
While we clasp our Treasure: 

Welcome, though an age like this 
Puts Thv Name on trial, 

And the Truth that makes our bliss 
Pleads against denial ! 



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4 Yea, if others stand apart, 
We will press the nearer; 

Yea. O best Fraternal Heart, 
We will hold Thee dearer; 

Faithful lips shall answer thus 
To all faithless scorning : 

"Jesus Christ is God with us, 
Born on Christmas morning." 

5 So we yield Thee all we can, 
Worship, thanks and blessing; 

Thee True God, and Thee True Man, 
On our knees confessing : 

While Thy birthday-morn we greet 
With our best devotion, 

Bathe us, O most true and sweet ! 
In Thv mercv*s ocean. 

William Bright, b. 18*24. 

004 Tune 152. 

Christians, come, new anthems raise; 

Wake the song of gladness; 
God Himself to joy and praise 

Turns the martyrs' sadness: 
Bright the day that won their crown, 

Opened heaven's bright portal, 
As they laid the mortal down 

To put on the immortal. 

2 Never flinched they from the flame, 
From the torture never; 

Vain the foeman's sharpest aim, 

Satan's best endeavor: 
For by faith they saw the land 

Decked in all its glory. 
Where triumphant now they stand 

With the victor's story. 

3 Up and follow, Christian men ! 
Press through toil and sorrow ; 

Spurn the night of fear, and then, 

Oh, the glorious morrow ! 
Who will venture on the strife? 

Blest who rirst begin it ; 
Who will grasp the land of life? 
Warriors, up and win it. 

Joseph of the Studium, d. 8S3 ; John Mason 
IXeale.tr.. 1818-66. 

005 TvIne 152 . 
Come, ye faithful, raise the strain 

Of triumphant gladness ; 
God hath brought His Israel 
Into joy from sadness : 



Loosed from Pharaoh's bitter yoke 
Jacob's sons and daughters ; 

Led them with unmoistened foot 
Through the Red Sea waters. 

2 'Tis the Spring of souls to-day: 
Christ hath burst His prison ; 

And from three days' sleep in death 

As a Sun hath risen : 
All the Winter of our sins, 

Long and dark, is flying 
From His Light, to Whom we give 

Laud and praise undying. 

3 Xow the queen of seasons, bright 
With the day of splendor. 

With the royal feast of feasts, 

Comes its joy to render, 
Comes to ^lad Jerusalem, 

Who with true affection 
Welcomes in unwearied strains 

Jesus' resurrection. 

John of Damascus. 787 ; John Mason Xeale, 
tr., lal8-66. 

ODD Tune 152. 

Jesus, Solace of the soul, 

Gentle Mediator, 
King of kings from pole to pole, 

Heaven and earth's Creator, 
Who can praise Thee as he ought, 

Thee, the world-wide Wonder ; 
Tell what pangs our sorrows wrought, 

Rending Thee asunder? 

2 Ours the while the joys of life, 
Thine its tribulation ; 

Ours the glory of the strife, 

Thine the consternation; 
Ours the banquet's sweetness all, 

Thine the self-devotion. 
Thine the vinegar and gall 

For Thy bitter potion. 

3 Oh, the depth, the breadth, the height 
Of Thy love's extension, 

Jesus, oh, the wondrous might 

Of Thy condescension ! 
Who can praise Thee as he ought, 

Thee, the world-wide Wonder? 
Jesus, let not sin our hearts 

Rend from Thee asunder. 

Herbert Kynaston, 1809-78. 



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Thou, our Light, our Guiding-star, 
Who hast kindly us directed, 

And protected ; 
When Thy mercies, daily new, 

We review, 
In the dust we fall before Thee, 
Lost in wonder, we adore Thee ; 

None can give Thee praises due. 

J. Tribbechovius, 1678-1712. 

ODO T un e 155. 

O what praise in highest strain 
By the ransomed host in heaven 

Will be given 
To Him. Who brought us to God 

By His blood, 
When of every tongue and nation 
There will be with exultation 

But one flock and Shepherd known. 



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2 Amen, Jesus' words are true, 
Surely He His gracious promise 

Will accomplish ; 
Ye His servants, ready stand 

In each land, 
Yea, in the most distant places, 
Till He comes, to sound His praises, 

And make known His saving Name. 
Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

869 Tune 155 . 

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Grace, the anchor, firm and stable, 

Of the feeble ; 
Grace, whereon we must depend 

To the end: 
Grace, the sinner's consolation, 
Sure support in each temptation, 

Confidence in life and death. 

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Jesus is my Light most fair; 
He, the Father's well-beloved, 

Left His throne our griefs to share, 
By eternal mercy moved : 



He alone is my Delight, 
He my soul hath captivated, 
With His love I'm penetrated: 

He hath overcome me quite. 



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2 But Himself I must behold, 
To Him I will make confession ; 

My defects are manifold, 
But I trust to His compassion: 

For I cannot, will not rest, 
Till I've found my dearest Saviour, 
Till He looks on me in favor, 

Till He grants me my request. 

3 Thou in grace hast looked on me, 
And with precious gifts hast blessed ; 

Yet content I cannot be, 
Till I am of Thee possessed : 

Jesus, now upon me shine, 
Jesus, be my Sun resplendent, 
Jesus, be my Joy transcendent, 

Jesus, be Thou ever mine. 

Chr. Fr. Richter, 167&-1711. 

871 Tune 156. 

Holy offerings, rich and rare, 
Offerings of praise and prayer, 
Purer life and purpose high, 
ClaspM hands, uplifted eye, 
Lowly acts of adoration 
To the God of our salvation — 
On His altar laid we leave them: 
Christ, present them! God, receive them! 

2 Promises in sorrow made, 
Left, alas! too long unpaid; 
Fervent wishes, earnest thought, 
Never into action wrought — 
Lous: withheld, we now restore them, 
On Thy holy altar pour them : 
There in trembling faith to leave them : 
Christ, present them! God,receive them! 



3 Vows and longings, hopes and fears, 
Broken-hearted sighs and tears. 
Dreams of what we xet might be 
Could we cling more close to Thee, 

Which, despite of faults and failings, 
Help Thy grace in its prevailing — 
On Thine altar laid we leave them : 
Christ, present them! God,receive them! 

4 Sinful thoughts and willful ways. 
Love of self and human praise, 
Pride of life and lust of eve. 
Worldly pomp and vanity — 

Faults that let and will not" leave us, 
Though their staying sorely grieve us, 
Help, oh, help us^ to outlive' them: 
Christ, atone for! God, forgive them! 

5 Brighter joys and tenderer tears, 
Fonder faith, more faithful fears, 
Lowlier penitence for sin, 

More of Christ our souls within ; 
Love which, when its life was newer, 
Burnt within us deeper, truer — 
Lost too long, while we deplore them: 
Jesus, plead for ! God, restore them ! 

6 To the Father, and the Son, 
And the Spirit, Three in One, 
Though our mortal weakness raise 
Offerings of imperfect praise, 

Yet with hearts bowed down mostlowlv, 
Crying, Holy! Holy! Holy! 
On Thine altar laid we leave them : 
Christ, present them! God. receive them! 
John Samuel Bewley Monsell. 1311-75. 



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872 Tune 157. 

Jesus, let Thy sufferings ease us ; 

Saviour, Lord, speak the word, 
By Thy death release us. 
At Thy Cross behold us lying 

Make each soul throughly whole, 
Thy pure blood applying. 

2 Hear us, Lord, our sins confessing 
O relieve; Saviour, give, 

Give us now Thy blessing. 
Still our cruel sins oppress us, 

Tired and bound, till the sound 
Of Thy voice release us. 

3 Call us out of condemnation ; 
From sin's grave come and save, 

Save us by Thy passion, 
Save us now, and still deliver ; 

Cast out sin, enter in, 
Keep Thine house for ever. 

John Wesley, 1703-91. 

o/o Tune 157> 

Rise, my soul, adore thy Maker; 

Angels praise; join thy lays, 
"With them be partaker: 
Father, Lord of every spirit, 

In Thy might, lead me right, 
Through my Saviour's merit. 

2 O my Jesus, God Almighty, 
Pray for me till I see 

Thee in Salem's city. 

Holy Ghost, by Jesus givSn, 

Be my Guide, lest my pride 
Shut me out of heaven. 

3 Thou this night wast my Protector ; 
With me stay, all the day, 

Ever my Director. 
Holy, holy, holy Giver 

Of all good, life and food, 
Reign adored for ever. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

" ' ** Tune 157. 

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Contrite hearts and lowly ; 

Lord of life, we bow before Thee; 

Bend Thine ear, draw Thou near, 
"While our hearts adore Thee. 

2 Source of all our consolation, 
Christ our Guide, at Thy side 

Find we our salvation. 

Who is weary? Who is lonely? 

Here is grace, here is peace, 
Found in Jesus only. 

3 Son of God ! with adoration 
We receive, and believe 

This Thy great salvation. 

We to Thee our hearts surrender, 

And adore, evermore, 
Thee, our strong Defender. 

Charlotte Elliott, 1789-1871. 

875 {For Tune, see next page.} Tune 157. 

All my heart this night rejoices, 
As I hear, far and near, 

Sweetest angel voices ; 

'* Christ is born," their choirs are sing- 
Till the air, everywhere, [ing: 

Now with joy is ringing. 

2 Hark, a Voice from yonder manger, 
Soft and sw T eet, doth entreat, 

" Flee from woe and danger : 
Brethren, come, from all that grieves 
You are freed ; all you need [you 

I will surely give you." 

3 Come then, let us hasten yonder; 
Here let all, great and small, 

Kneel in aw^e and wonder ; 

Love Him Who with love is yearning; 

Hail the star, that from far, 
Bright with hope is burning. 

4 Ye who pine in weary sadness, 
Weep no more, for the door 

Now is found, of gladness ; 

Cling to Him, for He will guide you: 

Where no cross, pain or loss, 
Can again betide you. 

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5 Blessed Saviour, let me find Thee ; 
Keep Thou me close to Thee, 

Cast me not behind Thee : 

Life of life, my heart Thou stillest, 

Calm I rest on Thv breast, 
All this void Thou fillest. 

6 Heedfully my Lord 1*11 cherish, 
Live to Thee, and, with Thee 

Dying, shall not perish ; 

But shall dwell with Thee forever, 

Far on high, in the joy 
That can alter never. 

Paul Gerhardt. 1607-70 ; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

8 7 o Tune 157 _ 

Jesus, Thou art my Salvation, 
Bow Thine ear, hear my prayer, 

Grant my supplication : 

Through my journey safely lead me; 
Guide my way, lest I stray 

From the hand that made me. 

2 Lo ! Thou seest me here a stranger, 
Let Thy love faithful prove, 

Saving me from danger; 

In distress be Thou my Saviour, 

See my tears, quell my fears, 
Show Thy servant favor. 

3 Save me from the things forbidden, 
God of light, lead me right, 

Till I enter heaven ; 

Clad in bliss and Thy salvation, 

May I rest at Thy feast, 
In Thy habitation. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

" • • Tune 157. 

Ere I sleep, for every favor 
Which my God hath bestowed, 

1 will bless'my Saviour ; 

O mv Lord, what shall I render 

Unto Thee? Thou shalt be 
This night my Defender. 

2 Thou, my Rock, my Strength and 
While I sleep, deign to keep i Tower, 

Watch from hour to hour; 



Visit me with Thy salvation ; 

Be Thou near, that Thy care 
Guard my habitation. 
3 Leave me not, but ever love me ; 

Let Thy peace be my bliss, 
Till Thou hence remove me : 
Then aroused from peaceful slumber, 

Let me rise with the wise, 
Counted in their number. 

John Cennick, 1718-55. 

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*-* ' *-* Tune 159. 

All hail, our Church's Elder dear, 

Jesus, her glorious Head, 
To Thy disciples now appear, 

As risen from the dead ; 
Let our rejoicing souls in Thee 
The tokens of Thy passion see, 
And hear Thy gentle voice anew 

Say, "Peace be unto you.** 

2 Remembering what our fathers told 
Thou didst in their young day, 

This solemn jubilee we hold, 

That we, as then did they, 
Ourselves in covenant may bind, [mind, 
With soul and strength, with heart and 
Through life, in death, on land, o'er sea, 

Meekly to follow Thee. 

3 Revive Thy work amidst the years ; 
Our brethren still employ, 

On heathen soils to sow in tears, 

With hope to reap in joy ; [few, 

Though wide the fields^ the laborers 
If Thou our failing faith renew, 
The weakest of Thy servants, we 
Can all things do"through Thee. 

4 O Thou, in Whom we all are one, 
If faithful found, and true, 

Thy will on earth by each be done, 
As each in heaven would do : 

To Thee ourselves we first would give, 

Live to Thy glory while Ave live ; 

From step to step on Thee rely, 
Then in Thy service die. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 



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'Tis the most blest and needful part 

To have in Christ a share, 
And to commit our way and heart 

Unto His faithful care: 
This done, our steps are safe and sure, 
Our hearts' desires are rendered pure, 
And naught can pluck us from His 

Which leads us to the end. [hand, 

2 Naught in this world affords true rest 
But Christ's atoning blood; 

This purifies the guilty breast, 

And reconciles to God : 
Hence flows unfeigned love to Him 
Who came lost sinners to redeem, 
And Christ our Saviour doth appear 

Daily to us more dear. 

3 My only joy and comfort here 
Is Jesus' death and blood ; 

I with this passport can appear 

Before the throne of God : 
Admitted to the realms of bliss, 

1 then shall see Him as He is, 
Where countless pardoned sinners meet, 

Adoring at His feet. 

C. R. von Zinzendorf and Gregor. 

ooO Tune 159< 

Like Mary at her Saviour's feet, 

We hear His word with joy, 
Nor would we change our humble seat 

For Martha's hard employ ; 
Now too, like Mary, when she shed 
The precious ointment on His head, 
Sweet fall our tears from grateful eyes, 

While prayers like incense rise. 

2 Still may we hear that healing voice 
Speak to our inmost heart; 

The one thing needful be our choice, 
And ours be that good part; 

Then of our works of faith and love 

Be this memorial writ above, 

While others boast their fancied good, 
"She hath done what she could.'' 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 



OOl Tune 159. 

We in one covenant are joined, 

And one in Jesus are; 
With voices and with hearts combined, 

His praise we will declare : 
In doctrine and in practice one, 
We'll love and serve the Lord alone; 
With one accord sound forth His praise, 

Till we shall see His face. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 

00<5 Tune 159. 

We now return, each to his tent, 

Joyful and glad of heart, 
And from our solemn covenant 

Through grace will ne'er depart ; 
Once more we pledge both heart and 

hand, 
As in God's presence here we stand, 
To live to Him, and Him alone, 

Till we surround His throne. 

John Hartley, 1762-1811. 

ooo Tune 159 

How needful, strictly to inquire 

And ask our hearts each day, 
"Does Jesus' love me still inspire, 

My thoughts and actions sway? 
Am I a branch in Christ, the Vine? 
Am I His own, and is He mine? 
Do I by faith unto Him cleave, 

And to His honor live?" 
2 The Spirit's witness, full and clear, 

Will state the real case, 
And either draw a contrite tear, 

Or thanks unfeigned raise : 
Hence will the consequence ensue, 
That the full purpose we renew 
To run in faith the appointed race, 

Supported bv His grace. 

Samuel T. Benade, 1746-1830. 

884 Tune 159. 

My case to Thee is fully known, 

On Thee I cast my care ; 
Dear Saviour, that Thy will be done 

In me, is all my prayer : 



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O may I harbor in my breast 

No thought that cannot bear the test, 

When Thou discover'st by Thy light 

To me what is not right. 
2 Reality and solid ground, 

Firm root in Thee to gain ; 
To feel Thy precious blood hath drowned 

Whatever gives Thee pain : 
'Tis this I want, nor can I be 
Content, till I am one with Thee, 
Until my life is hid in Thine, 

Till Thou art wholly mine. 

Elizabeth "Dorothy Rose, c. 1801. 

885 Tune 159. 

How heart-affecting Christ to see, 

Some days before He bled, 
Go to Jerusalem willingly 

To suffer in our stead : 
When He approached, the multitude 
Their garments spread and branches 
Crying hosanna to His praise, [strewed, 

With joy and thankfulness. 
2 'T was then the children joined the 

And hailed Him with a song ; [rest, 
With one accord His Name confessed 

Amidst the joyful throng: 
With them we may unite our lays, 
And, though in feeble accents, raise 
Our hallelujahs to the Lamb, 

Who died us to redeem. 

John Cennick, 171S-55. 



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886 Tune 159. 

We covenant with hand and heart, 
To follow Christ, our Lord ; 

With world, and sin, and self to part, 
And to obey His word ; 

To love each other heartily, 

in truth and in sincerity, 

And under cross, reproach and shame, 
To glorify His Name. 

Samuel T. Benade, 174G-1830. 

887 

This day is holy to the Lord, 
This day the Lord hath made ; 

We will rejoice with one accord, 
And in His Name be glad : 

Come, let us worship and bow down, 

With thanks appear before His throne. 

He to our songs of praise and prayer 
Will lend a gracious ear. 

F. W. Foster, 1760-1835. 
888 Tune 159. 

To Thee our vows with sweet accord, 

Head of Thy Church, we pay ; 
We and our house will serve Thee, Lord, 

Thy word we will obey : 
Grant us and all our children grace. 
In word and deed Thy Name to praise, 
Yea, in each family. Thy will 
And purpose to fulfill. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 

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Look up, my soul, to Christ thy Joy, 

With a believing mind ; 
With all the ills which thee annoy, 

The way to Jesus lind : 
Here in this world thou hast no home, 
Nor lasting .toy ; to Jesus come, 
He is the Pearl of greatest price, 

Who all thy wants supplies. 
2 Steadfast in faith to Jesus cleave, 

His faithfulness review. 
And every burden with Him leave, 

Whose love is daily new ; 
His ways with thee are just and right, 
He puts thy enemies to flight : 
However threatening they appear, 

Take courage, He is near. 



3 Thy closet enter, pray, and sigh, 
To Jesus tell thy grief: 

His ear is open to thy cry, 

His hand to give relief: [grieve, 

Though men forsake thee, hate and 
Thy Saviour thee will never leave, 
His word is passed, He'll aid afford; 

Rely upon the Lord. 

4 Arise, and seek the things above ; 
Let heaven be all thy aim, 

Where Jesus dwells in bliss and love, 
And earth and sin disclaim : 

The world, and all its empty joy, 

His potent breath will once destroy; 

Abiding rest and peace of mind, 
In Christ alone we find. 

J. C. Schade, 1666-98. 



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Wisdom and power to Christ belong, 

Who left His glorious throne; 
The new, the blessed gospel-song 

Is due to Him alone ; 
Join all on earth in Jesus' praise, 
Join with the highest seraphs' lays : 
To us, to us God's Son is given, 
The Lord of earth and heaven. 

(?) Charles Wesley, 1703-88. 

891 Tune 159. 

Mount Zion — where the Lamb of God, 

Who for our sins atoned 
And bought us with His precious blood 

For ever is enthroned, 
Where His redeemed and chosen bride 
Through endless ages shall reside — 
Is here, through faith in Jesus' Name, 

Our joy and final aim. 
2 Jerusalem, the Church above, 

Now triumphs over death ; 
And when we, perfected in love, 

Shall once resign our breath, 

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We shall, with all the saints in light, 
In cheerful songs of praise unite, 
And with His chosen evermore 
His saving Name adore. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 

892 Tune 159. 

Now, Lord, Who in this vale of tears 

Dost lift Thy gracious face 
Upon Thy Church, which Thee reveres, 

And givest us such peace, 
That sweetly we anticipate 
The heavenly bliss for which Ave wait, 
In Thee rejoicing here below, 

E'en while in tears we sow : — 

2 O form us all, while we remain 

On earth, unto Thy praise; 
That each one fully may attain 

Thy blessed aim through grace: 
Till we in heaven Thy face shall see, 
May spirit, soul and body be 
Preserved by Thee against that day 

Blameless, O Lord^we pray. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 
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893 Tune 159. 

Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord, 

Sing with a cheerful voice ; 
Exalt our God with one accord, 

And in His Name rejoice: 
Ne'er cease to sing, thou ransomed host, 
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
Until in realms of endless light 

Your praises shall unite. 



2 There we to all eternity 

Shall join the angelic lays, 
And shig in perfect harmony 

To God our Saviour's praise; 
He hath redeemed us by His blood, 
And made us kings and priests to God; 
For us, for us the Lamb was slain : 

Praise ye the Lord: Amen. 

John Swertner, 1746 1813. 



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See Jesus seated 'midst His own, 
With pensive mind oppressed, 

Foreboding pangs and griefs unknown, 
Amaz6d and distressed ; 

Strong fears beset, but stronger yet 
Love's power His soul then moved, 
And love the conqueror proved. 

2 With great desire He longed, before 
His final, bitter suffering, 

To eat the Passover once more, 
Type of His body's offering, 

And in a last, farewell repast 
To give a sacred token 
Of His love's bond unbroken. 

3 Lord Christ, I thank Thee for Thy 

grace, 

Since by Thy invitation 
I at Thy table*take my place, 

And taste of Thy oblation : 
Now seal me Thine, and be Thou mine ; 

That naught on earth me ever 

From Thy communion sever. 

4 And when at last of heavenly bliss 
And perfect love possessed, 

I see my Saviour as He is, 

The Lamb for ever blessed, 
Still shall each breath show forth His 
death ; 
My voice shall swell the chorus 
To sing that song most glorious. 

Christian I. L,a Trobe, 1758-1836. 

<J '-"-' Tune 160. 

O risen Lord ! O conquering King! 

O Life of all that live ! 
To-day that peace of Easter bring 

Which only Thou canst give ! 
Once death, our foe, had laid Thee low : 



Now hast Thou rent his bonds in 

twain, 
Now art Thou risen Who once wast 

slain. 

2 The power of Thy great majesty 
Bursts rocks and tombs awav, 

Thy victory raises us with Thee 

Into the glorious day ; 
Now Satan's might, and death's dark 
night 
Have lost their power this blessed 

morn, 
And we to higher life are born. 

3 O that our hearts might inlv know 
Thy victory over death, 

And, gazing on Thy conflict, glow 
With eager, dauntless faith ! 

Thy quenchless light, Thy glorious 
might 
Still comfortless and lonely leave 
The soul that cannot yet believe. 

4 Then break through our hard hearts 

Thy way, 

O Jesus, conquering King! 
Kindle the lamp of faith to-day; 

Teach our faint hearts to sing 
For joy at length, that in Thy strength 

We too may rise whom sin had slain, 

And Thine eternal rest attain. 

5 And when our tears for sin o'erflow, 
Do Thou in love draw near, 

Thy precious gift of peace bestow, 

Shine on us bright and clear; 
That so may we, O Christ ! from Thee 
Drink in the life that cannot die, 
And keep true Easter feasts on high. 
Justus Henning Boehmer. 1674-1749; 
Catherine Winkworth, tr., 1829-78. 

* The Tune must be adapted by the Organist to 
fit Hymn 895. 



227 



GREGOR'S 161ST METRE. "> , R _ 
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Tune 161. 



896 

1 rged by love, to every nation 
Of the fallen human race 

We will publish Christ's salvation, 
And declare His blood-bought grace 

To display Him and portray Him 
In His suffering form and beauty, 
Be our aim and pleasing duty. 

Zinzendo'rf, 1700-60. 

&97 Tune 161. 

In yon blessed seats of heaven 
See that glorious witness train ; 

Who, through persecution driven, 
Entrance to those realms did gain : 

Crowns of glory they are wearing 
Who, nor pain nor torture fearing, 
Pressed into the heavenly city. 

From the German. 

o\3o* T une 161 . 

He is here, Whom seers in old time 

Chanted of, while ages ran ; 
Whom the writings of the prophets 

Promised since the world began: 
Then foretold, now manifested, 

To receive the praise of man, 

Evermore and evermore ! 

2 Praise Him, O ye heaven of heavens! 
Praise Him, angels in the height ! 

Every power and every virtue, 
Sing the praise of God aright: 

Let no tongue of man be silent, 
Let each heart and voice unite, 
Evermore and evermore! 

3 Thee let age, and Thee let manhood, 
Thee let choirs of infants sing; 

Thee the matrons and the virgins, 
And the children answering: 

Let their modest song re-echo, 
And their hearts their praises bring, 
Evermore and evermore ! 

4 Laud and honor to the Father, 
Laud and honor to the Son, 

* For Hymns 898 and 



Laud and honor to the Spirit, 

Ever Three and ever One : 
Consubstantial, co-eternal, 
While unending ages run, 
Evermore and evermore ! 

Aurelius Prudentius Clemens, 348-405 ; John 
Mason Neale, tr., 1818-66. 

899 Tune lei. 
Of the Father's love begotten, 

Ere the worlds began to be, 
He, the Alpha and Omega, 

He the Source, the Ending He, 
Of the things that are, that have been, 

And that future years shall see, 

Evermore and evermore ! 

2 At His word the worlds were framed; 
He commanded ; it was done : 

Heaven and earth and depths of ocean, 
In their threefold order one; 

All that glows beneath the shining 
Of the moon and burning sun, 
Evermore and evermore ! 

3 He is found in human fashion, 
Death and sorrow here to know, 

That the race of Adam's children, 
Doomed by law to endless woe, 

May not henceforth die and perish 
In the dreadful gulf below, 
Evermore and evermore ! 

4 Christ, to Thee, with God the Father, 
And, O Holy Ghost, to Thee, 

Hymn, and chant, and high thanksgiv- 
And unwearied praises be, [ing, 

Honor, glory, and dominion, 
And eternal victory. 
Evermore and evermore! 

Aurelius Prudentius Clemens. 348-405 ; John 
Mason Neale, tr., 1818-66. 

900 Tune 161. 

Highly favored congregation, 
Founded firm on Christ the Rock, 
I Own with thanks and adoration, 
He's thy Shepherd, we His flock ; 
the last two chords of the last two lines must be combined. 
228 



He's our Saviour, Whose great favor 
We've 'midst many trials proved ; 
We're unworthy, yet beloved. 

2 Think, ray soul, how great the favor 
In Jehovah's courts to dwell; 

Here poor sinners meet their Saviour, 
Here the sin-sick soul grows well: 

Was not Jesus always gracious, 
When we, longing to be healed, 
To His loving heart appealed. 

3 In Thy family, O Jesus, 

Love should more and more abound; 

GREGOR'S 163RD METRE. ) , „ _ 

Wachel, wach"t, lieben Kinder, / v». ' . »» ' . < » 



Thus by everyone who sees us. 
Shall the Christian mark be found: 

May we, learning and discerning 
Both Thy doctrine and example, 
Be in truth Thy holy temple. 

4 Grant that with Thy chosen people 
Each may serve Thee evermore, 

Following Thee as Thy disciple, 
And in spirit Thee adore: * 

Gracious Saviour, with heart's fervor, 
May we walk as Thine anointed, 
In the path Thou hast appointed. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 



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W± Tune 163. 

Conquering Prince and Lord of glory, 
Majesty enthroned in light! 

All the heavens are bowed before Thee, 
Far bevond them spreads Thy might. 

Shall I fall not at Thy feet, 

And ray heart with rapture beat, 
Now Thy glory is displayed, 
Thine ere yet the worlds' were made? 

2 As I watch Thee far ascending 
To the right hand of the throne, 

See the host before Thee bending, 
Praising Thee in sweetest tone; 
Shall I not, too, at Thy feet 
Hear the angels' strain repeat, 
And rejoice that heaven doth ring 
With the triumph of my King? 

3 Lo, Thy presence now is filling 
All Thy Church in every place ! 

Fill my heart, too: make me willing 

In this season of Thy grace. 
Come, Thou King of glory, come: 
Deign to make my heart Thy home: 
There abide and rule alone, 
As upon Thy heavenlv throne. 

Gerhard Tersteegen, 1697-1769 ; Catherine 
Winkworth, tr., ls29-78. 



902 [For Tune, see nextpage.~\ 

O days of perfect happiness, 
O foretaste sweet of heaven, 



When, in the accepted time of grace, 

We know our sins forgiven : 
Cleansed in the precious flood 
Of Christ's atoning blood, 
Enjoying in our hearts by faith 
The blessings purchased by His death. 

2 Whene'er we contemplate the grace, 
The love and condescension 

Of Christ to our apostate race, 

Which pass all comprehension, 
Low at His feet we bend ; 
Own Him the sinner's Friend, 
Determined to know naught beside 
Christ Jesus, and Him Crucified. 

3 How pleasant is our lot, how good 
And blest beyond expression ; 

For, having cleansed us by His blood, 

He bears us with compassion, 
Applies His healing power 
To us each day and hour; 
Yea, we in Him redemption have 
In death itself and in the grave. 

4 And this our joyful theme shall be, 
When, called to^see our Saviour, 

We join the glorious company 
Around His throne for ever; 
Then we in highest strain 
Shall praise the Lamb once slain, 
Who hath redeemed us by His blood, 
And made us kings and priests to God. 
Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 
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903 Tune 164 

From land to land the Christian goes, 

Through pain and self-denial ; 
And finds a haven of repose 

From all his earthly trial. 

God's fatherly embrace 

Closes the pilgrim's race; 
The precious seed, in weakness sown, 
[Shall rise in glory not its own. 

2 Thy race is run, thy struggle o'er, 
As conqueror we hail thee ; 

Blest spirit, free for evermore, 
No sorrows now assail thee, 
Soaring on wings of love 
To join the ranks above; 
While e'en thy tenement of clay 
Looks forward to a brighter day. 

3 God shall descend with glory crowned, 
His majestly disclosing; 

Pest, pilgrim, in thy hallowed ground, 
In joyful hope reposing ; 
Spirit for ever blest, 
Safe on thy Saviour's breast ! 

O guide us all, Thou God of light, 

From depths of woe to Salem's height. 
Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

"04 Tune 164 

Iii peace will I lie down to sleep ; 

O faithful Lord and Saviour, 
Me under Thy protection keep ; 

Let me enjoy Thy favor; 

E'en death I need not fear, 

If Thou to me art near ; 
For who with Jesus shuts his eyes, 
He also shall with Jesus rise. 
2 As oft this night as my pulse beats, 

My spirit would embrace Thee ; 
Oft as my heart its throbs repeats, 

May I adore and praise Thee: 

Thus I can go to rest, 

In Thy communion blest, 
United unto Thee by faith ; 
Thou art my joy in life and death. 

Christian Scriver, 1629-93. 



<JVO Tune 164. 

How great at last my joy will be, 

If I have faithful proved 
To Christ, and 'midst adversity 

Till my last breath Him loved ; 

They who reproach here bear, 

In heaven a crown shall wear ; 
Who follow Christ are truly blest, 
For they with Him shall ever rest. 
Ulrich Bogislaw von Bonin, 1682-1752. 

906 [For Tune, see next page.] Tune lQ& 
Thousand times by me be greeted, 

Jesus, Who hast loved me, 
And Thyself to death submitted 

For my treason against Thee: 

Ah, how happy do I feel, 

When 'fore Thee I humbly kneel, 
See Thee on the Cross expiring, 
And true life for me acquiring. 

2 Jesus, Thee I view in spirit, 
Covered o'er with blood and wounds: 

Now salvation through Thy merit 
For my sin-sick soul abounds: 
O who can, Thou Prince of peace, 
Who didst thirst for our release, 
Fully fathom all that's treasured 
In Thy love's design unmeasured? 

3 Heal me, O my soul's Physician, 
Wheresoe'er I'm sick or sad ; 

All the woes of my condition 
By Thy balm be" now allayed : 
Heal the hurts which Adam wrought, 
Or which on myself I've brought ; 
If Thy blood me "only cover, 
My distress will soon be over. 

4 With the deepest adoration 
Humbly at Thy feet I lie, 

And with fervent supplication 

Unto Thee for succor cry ; 

My petition kindly hear; 

Say in answer to my prayer, 
*' I will change thy grief and sadness 
Into comfort, joy, and gladness.'' 

Bernard of Ciairvaux and Paul Gerhardt. 



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907 Tune 16B> 

Author of the whole creation, 
Light of Light, Eternal Word, 

Soul and body's preservation 
I commit to Thee, O Lord : 
My Redeemer, dwell in me, 
Let me sleep and wake with Thee, 

And receive Thy benediction 

Both in joy and' in affliction. 

2 Ere I close my eyes in slumber, 
While to rest I lay me down, 

Let my grateful heart remember 
All the mercies Thou hast shown; 
Fill my soul with sacred love, 
Let me dream of things above; 
And bestow on me the favor 
Of Thy presence, gracious Saviour. 

3 Pardon, Jesus, each transgression, 
Whether open or unknown, 

Thus removing that oppression 
Under which I else should groan ; 
I confess the guilt of sin, 
But Thy blood can make me clean ; 
Hear, Lord, my supplication, 
Grant me joy and consolation. 

Johann Eist, 1607-67. 

yOo Tune 165. 

Iii the lonely house of mourning, 
Through Thy weeping family, 

Comfort, medicine, meat and clothing, 
May I minister to Thee: 
May I calm the orphan's fears, 
Change for songs the widow's tears, 

And the captive's gloom and sadness 

Turn to light and joy and gladness. 

Thomas Bird. 

"oy Tune 165 

Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness. 

Pierce the clouds of sinful night : 
Come, Thou Source of sweetest gladness, 

Breathe Thy life, and spread Thy light; 



Loving Spirit, God of peace, 
Great Distributor of grace. 

Rest upon this congregation. 

Hear, O hear our supplication. 

2 From that height which knows no 
measure. 
As a gracious shower descend. 

Bringing down the richest treasure 
Men can wish or God can send: 
O Thou Glory, shining down 
From the Father and the Son ; 

Grant us Thine illumination, 

Rest upon this congregation. 

Paul Gerhardt. 1607-76; John Christian 
Jacobi. tr. : varied by Augustus Mon- 
tague Toplady, 1740-78. 

910 Tune 165. 

All my hope and consolation, 

Christ, is in Thy bitter death ; 
At the hour of expiration. 

Lord, receive my dying breath ; 

When, departing, I go hence, 

Let this be my confidence, 
That Thy deep humiliation 
Hath procured my salvation. 
2 Jesus, at my dissolution, 

Take my longing soul to Thee ; 
Let Thy wounds, at the conclusion 

Of this life, my refuge be: 

When in death I close mine eyes, 

Let me wake in paradise. 
And in endless bliss and glory 
With the saints in heaven adore Thee. 
J. Heermann (after Augustine) and S. Graf. 

911 Tune 165. 

Comfort, comfort ye my people ; 

Speak ye peace, thus saith our God; 
Comfort those who sit in darkness. 

Mourning 'neath their sorrows' load; 

Speak ye to Jerusalem 

Of the peace that waits for them; 
Tell ner that her sins I cover, 
And her warfare now is over. 



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2 For the Herald's voice is crying 

In the desert far and near. 
Bidding all men to repentance, 

Since the Kingdom now is here. 

O. that warning cry obey! 

Now prepare for God a way ! 
Let the valleys rise to meet Him. 
And the hills bow down to greet Him. 



3 Make ye straight what long was crook- 
Make the rougher places plain; [ed, 

Let your hearts be true and humble, 
As befits His holy reign; 
For the glory of the Lord 
Now o*er earth is shed abroad, 

And all flesh shall see the token, 

That His Word is never broken. 

Johann Olearius. 1611-84 : Catherine 
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"1^ Tune 164 

Christ Jesus, once to death abased 
To cancel our transgression, 

Has gained for us, by being raised, 
Eternal life's possession ; 

This should prompt us to rejoice. 

Piaisin&r Him with heart and voice; 
Now sing aloud with one accord : 
Hallelujah. 



2 How great and wondrous was the 
Life was by death assailed ; [strife, 
But Jesus Christ, the Prince of life, 

O'er sin and death prevailed ; 
Triumphing o'er them in death, 
We are conquerors too by faith 
In Jesus Christ our Head and Lord : 
Halleluiah. 
Martin Luther. 1483-1546; after a German 
hymn of the 12th Century. 



232 



GREGOR'S 167TH METRE. ") 

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8, Iambic.) Moravian. 




913 



Tune 166. 

Welcome among Thy flock of grace 

With joyful acclamation. 
Thou, Whom our Shepherd we confess: 

Come, feed Thy consrresration : 
We own the doctrine of Thy Cross 

To be our sole foundation ; 
Accept from every one of us 

The deepest adoration. 

2 Lord Jesus, to our hearts reveal 
Thy grace and love unceasing; 

Thy hand, once pierced with the nail, 

Bestow on us a blessing ; 
That hand which to Thy family, 

With tender love's affection, 
Ere Thou ascendedst up on high, 

Imparted benediction. 

3 O Thou, the Church's Head and Lord, 
Who as a Shepherd leadest 

Thy flock, and richly with Thy word 

And sacrament us feedest : 
What shall we say? lost in amaze, 

Our hearts bow' down before Thee ; 
For none sufficiently can praise, 

Love, honor, or adore Thee. 

4 O Spirit in the Godhead's throne, 
Accept our adoration : 

Thou ever didst attend the Son, 

And aid His ministration ; 
Thou teachest us the way to bliss : 

Keen under Thy protection 
That Church of which He Ruler is ; 

We'll follow Thy direction. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

Q14 

*- /J ^ x Tune 166. 

Hisrh on His everlasting throne, 

The King of saints His work surreys, 
Marks the dear souls Hecalls His own, 

And smiles on His peculiar race: 
He rests well pleased their toil to see, 

Beneath His easy yoke they move. 
With all their heart and strength agree 

In the sweet labor of His love. 



2 See where the servants of their God, 
A busy multitude, appear; 

For Jesus day and night employed, 
His husbandry they toil to clear: 

The love of Christ "their hearts con- 
strains, [hands; 
And strengthens their unwearied 

They spend their blood, and sweat, and 
To cultivate Im manuel's lands. [pains, 

3 What can we offer Thee, O Lord, 
For all the wonders of Thy grace! 

Fain would we Thy great Name record, 
And worthily set forth Thy praise: 

Dear Object of our faith and love. 
To Whom our more than all we owe, 

Open the fountain from above, 
And let it on our spirits flow. 

4 So shall our lives Thy power proclaim, 
Thy grace for every sinner free. 

Till all mankind shail know Thy Xame, 
Shall all stretch out their hands to 

Open a door which earth and he!l[Thee; 
May strive to shut, but strive in vain; 

Grant that Thy word may richly dwell, 
Among us, and our fruit remain ! 

5 Oh multiply Thy sowers' seed, 
And fruit we every hour shall bear, 

Throughout the world Thy gospel 
Thy everlasting grace declare: [spread, 
We all, in perfect love renewed. 

Shall know the greatness of Thy 
Stand in the temple of our God [power, 
As pillars, and go out no more. 

Augustus G. Spanerenberir. 1704-92; 
John Weslev, tr., 1703-91. 

^ xo Tune 166. 

The Lord will grace and glory irive 

To those who humbly seek His face; 
We live for glory while we live. 

And seek it in the paths of grace. 
For grace is glory here begun, 

And, till the heavenly prize is won, 
The Christian finds through all his race, 

That grace is arlory, glory srrace. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 
233 



"lO Tune 166. 

Lord Jesus, 'mid Thy flock appear, 

Thy ransomed Congregation bless ; 
We meet to close another year, 

Accept the thanks our hearts express: 
We are not able to record 

The boundless favors we have proved; 
They show that we, most gracious Lord, 

'Mid our defects, bv Thee are loved. 
John ttvvertner, 1746-1813. 

yj- • Tune 166. 

Lord Jesus, for our call of grace, 

To praise Thy name in fellowship, 
We humbly meet before Thy face, 

And in Thy presence love-feast keep: 
Shed in our hearts Thy love abroad, 

Thy Spirit's unction now impart; 
Grant we may all, Lamb of God, 

In Thee be truly one in heart. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

"lo Tune 166. 

Our children, gracious Lord and God, 

With fervor we to Thee commend ; 
Thou hast redeemed them by Thy blood; 

Thy blessing on them all descend : 
Kind Shepherd, take each little lamb 

Into Thy faithful arms of love ; 
Cause them to know Thy saving Name, 

And Thy redeeming grace to prove. 
2 On us, their parents, grace bestow, 

That we, with care and faithfulness, 
May lead them Thee, our Lord, to know, 

To obey Thy word and seek Thy face: 
Teach us the duties of our state, 

To love each other heartily, 
Our children so to educate 

That they may love and follow Thee. 
John Swertner, 1746-1813. 

yiy Tune 166. 

What offering shall I bring to Thee, 

Immanuel, my King and God? 
Who didst vouchsafe a man to be, 

To save me by Thy precious blood ; 
Thou, at Whose birth the angels sing, 

" Peace upon earth,good-willtomen," 
To Whom the sages humbly bring 

Their gifts, though Thou appear so 
mean. 
2 This will I do, Thou Child Divine, 

I'll give Thee that for which Thou 
cam'st ; 
My soul and body, Lord are Thine, 

And them in love to me Thou claim'st; 
My humble sacrifice receive, 

Dear Jesus, born to bleed for me, 
That I by faith in Thee might live, 

And with Thee live eternallv. 

John Toeltsctiig, 1703-64. 

<y<AO Tune 166. 

Eternal Father, throned above, 
Thou Fountain of redeeming love ! 
Eternal Word ! Who left Thy throne 
For man's rebellion to atone; 
Eternal Spirit, Who dost give 
That grace whereby our spirits live : 
Thou God of our salvation, be 
Eternal praises paid to Thee ! 



921 



Tune 166. 

Destroy, O Lord, the carnal mind, 

Consume what is not right in me ; 
Whether the world in chains me bind 

Or silken cords, I cannot be 
Partaker of the joys of heaven ; 

For Thou requirest that my heart 
Without reserve to Thee be given, 

Resolved for Thee with all to part. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

y^J^ Tune 166. 

Into Thy gracious hands I fall, 
And with the arms of faith embrace ; 

King of glory, hear my call; 
O raise me, heal me by Thy grace. 

Now righteous through Thy grace I am; 
No condemnation now I dread ; 

1 taste salvation in Thy Name, 
Alive in Thee, my living Head. 

2 Still let Thy wisdom be my guide, 
Nor take Thy flight from me away : 

Still with me let Thy grace abide, 
That I from Thee may never stray : 

Let Thy word richly in me dwell, 
Thy peace and love my portion be ; 

My joy to endure and do Thy will, 
Till perfect I am found in Thee. 

3 Arm me with Thy whole armor, Lord, 
Support my weakness with Thy 

might; [sword, 

Gird on my thigh Thy conquering 

And shield me in the threatening 

fight; 

From faith to faith, from grace to grace, 

So in Thy strength shall I go on, 
Till heaven and earth flee from Thy face, 
And glorv end what grace hearun. 

Wolfgang C. Dessler, 1660-1722; John 
Wesley, tr., 1703-91. 

923 Tune 166. 

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of 

prayer, 
That calls me from a world of care, 
And bids me at my Father's throne 
Make all my wants and wishes known; 
In seasons of distress and grief 
My soul has often found relief, 
And oft escaped the tempter's snare, 
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 

2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of 
prayer, 

Thy wings shall my petition bear, 
To Him Whose truth and faithfulness 
Engage the waiting soul to bless ; 
And since He bids me seek His face, 
Believe His word and trust His grace, 
I'll cast on Him my every care, 
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. 

3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of 
May I thy consolation share, [prayer, 
Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height 
I view my home and take my flight; 
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise, 
To seize the everlasting prize; 
And shout while passing through the air, 
Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer. 

William W. Walford, 1849. 
234 



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924 Tune 166. 

The peace which God alone reveals, 

And by His word of grace imparts, 
Which only the believer feels, 

Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts! 
And may the Holy Three in One, 

The Father. Word, and Comforter, 
Pour an abundant blessing down 

On everv soul assembled here ! 

John Newton, 1725-1807. 
y<£D Tune 166. 

Lord Jesus, bless Thy witnesses, 

Spread over them Thy arms of love; 
Behold them in their destined race. 

Where bold in faith's bright path they 
move : 
Support them under every load, [Thee, 

Console them when they weep 'fore 
And help them, for Thy aid bestowed, 

To praise Thy Name continually. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

9-^k Tune 166. 

High in the heavens, eternal God, 

Thy goodness in full glory shines ; 
Thy truth shall break through every 
cloud 

That vails and darkens Thy designs. 
Forever firm Thy justice stands, 

As mountains thei r foundations keep ; 
Great are the wonders of Thy hands ; 

Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 

2 Thy providence is kind and large, 
Both man and beast Thy bounty share; 

The whole creation is Thy charge, 
But man is Thy peculiar care. 

My God, how excellent Thy grace, 
Whence all our hope and comfort 

The sons of Adam in distress [springs ! 
Fly to the shadow of Thy wings, 

3 From the provisions of Thy house 
We shall be fed with sweet repast; 

There mercy like a river flows, 
And we the living water taste: 



Life, like a fountain rich and free, 
Springs from Thy presence, gracious 
Lord ; 
And in Thy light our souls shall see 
The glories promised in Thy word. 
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748. 

cEfif Tune 166 . 

My Lord, how full of sweet content 

I pass my years of banishment ! 
Where'er I dwell, I dwell with Thee, 

In heaven, on earth, or on the sea. 
To me remains nor place nor time ; 

My country is in every clime ; 
T can be calm and free from care 

On any shore, since God is there. 

2 While place Ave seek, or place we shun, 
The soul finds happiness in none; 
j But with a God to guide our way, 

'T is equal joy to go or stay. 
i Could I be cast where Thouart not, 

That were indeed a dreadful lot ; 
i But regions none remote I call, 
Secure of finding God in all. 

J. M. B. de la Motte Guyon. 164S-1717 ; 
William Cowper, tr., 1731-1800. 

9<^0 Tune lee. 

Come, gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove, 
With light and comfort from above ; 
Be Thou my Guardian, Thou my Guide; 
O'er every 'thought and step preside. 
The light'of truth to me display. 
And make me know and choose Thy 
Plant holy fear within my heart, [way; 
That I from Thee may ne'er depart. 

2 Conduct me safe, conduct me far 
From every sin and hurtful snare; 
Lead me to God, my final Best, 
In His enjoyment to be blest. 
Lead me to Christ, the living Way. 
Nor let me from His pastures stray ; 
Lead me to heaven, the seat of bliss, 
Where pleasure in perfection is. 

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And make Thy servants' hearts Thy 
May each a living temple be [home; 
Hallowed forever, Lord, to Thee; 
Enrich that temple's holy shrine 
With sevenfold gifts of grace divine, 
With wisdom, light and knowledge, 

bless 
Strength, counsel, fear and godliness. 

3 O Trinity in Unity, 

One only God and Persons Three ; 
In Whom. through Whom, by Whom we 
To Thee we praise and glory give; [live, 
O grant us so to use Thy grace, 
That we may see Thy glorious face, 
And ever with the heavenly host 
Praise Father, Son and Hoiv Ghost. 

Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-85. 

931 Tune 166. 

O Master, it is good to be 
High on the mountain here with Thee; 
Where stand revealed to mortal gaze 
Those glorious saints of other days; 
Who once received on Horeb's height 
The eternal laws of truth and right ; 
Or caught the still small whisper, higher 
Than storm, than earthquake, or than 
fire. 

2 O Master, it is good to be 
With Thee, and with Thy faithful Three ; 
Here, where the Apostle's heart of rock 
Is nerved against temptation's shock ; 
Here where the Son of Thunder learns 
The thought that breathes, and word 

that burns ; 
Here where on eagle's wings we move 
With him whose last best creed is love. 



929 Tune 166> 

Jesus ! — the very thought is sweet ; 
In that dear Name all heart-joys meet ; 
But sweeter than sweet honey far 
The glimpses of His presence are. 
No word is sung more sweet than this: 
No name is heard more full of bliss ; 
No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh, 
Than Jesus, Son of God most high. 

2 Jesus, the Hope of souls forlorn, 
How good to them for sin that mourn ! 
To them that seek Thee, oh, how kind! 
But what art Thou to them that find ? 
Jesus, Thou Sweetness, pure and blest, 
Truth's Fountain, Light of souls dis- 
tressed, 

Surpassing all that heart requires, 
Exceeding all that soul desires ! 

3 No tongue of mortal can express, 
No letters write, its blessedness: 
Alone who hath Thee in his heart 
Knows, love of Jesus, what Thou art. 
We follow Jesus now and raise 

The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise, 
That He at last may make us meet 
With Him to gain the heavenlv seat. 
Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153 1 ; John 3J. 
>~eale, tr., 1818-66. 

930 Tune 166. 

Arm these Thy servants, mighty Lord, 
With shield of faith and Spirit's sword ; 
Forth to the battle may they go, 
And boldly fight against the foe, 
With banner of the Cross unfurled, 
And by it overcome the world ; 
And so at last receive from Thee 
The palm aud crown of victory. 



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S O Master, it is good to be 
Here on the holy mount with Thee; 
When darkling in the depths of night, 
When dazzled with excess of light, 
We bow before the Heavenly Voice 
That bids bewildered sonls rejoice, 
Though love wax cold and faith be dim, \ 
"This is My Son, O hear ye Him." 

" Arthur Penrhyn'Stanley, 1815-84. 

"3*3 Tune 166. 

O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace, 
Thou Brightness of Thy Father's face, 
Thou Fountain of eternal light, [night! 
Whose beams disperse the shades of ] 
Come, holy Sun of heavenly love, 
Shower down Thy radiance from above, 
And to our inward hearts convey 
The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray. 

2 May He our actions deign to bless, 
And ioose the bonds of wickedness ; 
From sudden falls our feet defend, 
And bring us to a prosperous end. 
May faith, deep-rooted in the soul, 
Subdue our flesh, our minds control, 
May guile depart and discord cease, 
And all within be joy and peace. 

3 O hallowed be the approaching day ! 
Let meekness be our morning ray ; 
And faithful love our noonday light ; 
And hope our sunset, calm and bright! 
O Christ ! with each returning morn 
Thine image to our hearts is borne: 

O, may we ever clearly see 

Our Saviour and our God in Thee ! 

Ambrose of Milan. 340-397; John Chandler, 
tr., 1S06-76. 

933 Tune 166. 

Lord God of moraine and of night, 
We thank Thee for Thy gift of light : 
As in the dawn the shadows fly, 
We seem to find Thee now more nigh. 
Fresh hopes have wakened in the heart, 
Fresh force to do our daily part. 
May grateful sleep our strength restore 
A thousandfold to serve Thee more ! 
2 Yet whilst Thy will we would pursue, 
Oft what we would we cannot do ; 
The sun may stand in zenith skies, 
But on the soul thick midnight lies. 
O Lord of lights ! 'tis Thou alone [own ; 
Canst make our darkened hearts Thine 
Though this new day with joy we see, 
Great dawn of God ! we cry for Thee! 
Francis Turner Palgrave, b. 1^24. 

934 Tune 166. 

Our Lord is risen from the dead. 

Our Jesus is gone up on high ; 
The powers of hell are captive led, 

Dragged to the portals of the sky. 
There His triumphal chariot waits, 

And angels chant the solemn lay: 
" Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! 

Ye everlasting doors, give way !" 
2 Loose all your bars of massy light, 

And wide unfold the ethereal scene : 
He claims these mansions as His right; 

Receive the King of glory in. 



Who is this King of glory— who? 

The Lord Who all our foes o'ercame; 
Who sin, and death, and hell overthrew ; 

And Jesus is the Conqueror's Name. 
3 Lo! His triumphal chariot waits, 

And angels chant the solemn lay: — 
" Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! 

Ye everlasting doors, jrive way !"' 
Who is this King of glory— who? 

The Lord of boundless power pos- 
sessed ; 
The King of saints and angels, too, 

God over all, for ever blessed. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

"35 Tune 166. 

Eternal Source of every joy. 
Well may Thy praise our lips employ, 
While in Thy temple we appear. 
To hail Thee. Sovereign of the year! 
Wide as the wheels of nature roll, 
Thy hand supports and guides the whole, 
The sun is taught by Thee to rise, 
And darkness when to vail the skies. 

2 The flowery Spring at Thy command, 
Perfumes the air, adorns the land ; 
The Summer rays with vigor shine, 
To raise the corn, to cheer the vine. 
Thy hand, in Autumn, richly pours, 
Through all our coasts redundant stores: 
And Winters, softened by Thy care, 
Xo more the face of horror wear. 

3 Seasons and months, and weeks and 

days, 
Demand" successive songs of praise; 
And be the grateful homage paid. 
With morning light and evening shade. 
Here in Thy house let incense rise. 
And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes, 
Till to those lofty heights we soar," 
Where days and years revolve no more. 

Philip Doddridge, 1702-51. 
"3D Tune 16 6. 

We are not left to walk alone, 
The Spirit of our God hath come, 
For ever with us to abide, 
Our Teacher. Comforter and Guide ; 
Thus, with His gracious presence blest, 
We press on toward our heavenly rest; 
Hasting the dreary desert through, 
With our eternal home in view. 

2 Jesus, the Fathers only Son, 
Jesus, His own Beloved One, 
Jesus, now seated at His side, 

Hath claimed us for His own, His Bride. 
Of Him and His the Spirit tells, 
Upon His love He sweetly dwells ; 
And, while we listen to His voice, 
We wonder, worship and rejoice. 

3 He teaches us the Father's grace, 
Reveals to us the Saviour's face, 
And doth to all our hearts declare 
The glory it is ours to share. 

Our every sorrow be forgot. 
The joys of earth be heeded not; 
TheComforter is come, and we 
Shall soon with our Beloved be. 

Mary J. Walker, 1847. 



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937 Tune 167. 

Glorious things of thee are spoken, 

Zion, city of our God; 
He Whose word cannot be broken, 

Formed thee for His own abode : 
On the Rock of ages founded, 

What can shake thy sure repose? 
With salvation's walls surrounded, 

Thou inayst smile at all thy foes. 

2 Blest inhabitants of Zion, 
Washed in the Redeemer's blood! 

Jesus, Whom their souls rely on, 

Makes them kings and priests to God: 

'Tis His love His people raises 
In His courts to reign as kings, 

And as priests His solemn praises 
Each for a thank-offering brings. 

3 Saviour, if of Zion's city 

I through grace a member am, 
Let the world deride or pity, 

I will glory in Thy Name; 
Fading is the worldling's pleasure, 

All his boasted pomp and show ; 
Solid joy and lasting treasure 

None but Zion's children know. 

John Newton, 1725-1807. 
y<JO Tune 167. 

Peace be to this congregation, 

Peace to every soul therein ; [tion, 
Peace which flows from Christ's salva- 

Peace, the seal of canceled sin ; 
Peace that speaks its heavenly Giver, 

Peace, to earthly minds unknown ; 
Peace divine that lasts forever, 

Here erect its glorious throne. 

Countess of Huntingdon's Collection. 

939 Tune 167. 

Praise for every scene distressing, 
Praise for all Thou didst endure, 

Praise for every gift and blessing, 
Which Thy griefs for us procure ; 

In Thy ransomed Congregation 
Shall Thy death our theme remain, 



Till Thou com'st with full salvation, 

Lord of glory, Lamb once slain. 
2 Thou, to purchase our salvation, 

Didst assume humanity ; 
Jesus, for Thy bitter passion 

May we ever thankful be ; 
Filled with awe and humbly bowing, 

At Thy feet we prostrate fall, 
Gratefully this truth avowing, 

That Thou art our All-in-all. 

Lewis R. West, 1753-1826. 

940 Tune 167. 

Lord of life! now sweetly slumber, 

With the dead awhile a guest, 
After torments without number, 

Glorious is Thy hard-earned rest, 
Lo ! the dreadful conflict's ended ; 

By Thy suffering Thou hast won ; 
Now o'er all Thy power's extended, 

E'en my heart O claim Thy own. 

2 O what love is here displayed! 

See the Father's only Son 
To the silent tomb conveyed ; 

Ah, my soul, what hast thou done! 
Yet, while I, my sins bewailing, 

Own that they His blood have spilt, 
May that blood", for me prevailing, 

Wash awav mv sin and jruilt. 

Christian Ignatius La Trobe, 1758-1836. 

941 Tune 167. 

Call Jehovah thy Salvation, 

Rest beneath the Almighty's shade; 
In His secret habitation 

Dwell, nor ever be dismayed ; 
There no tumult can alarm thee, 

Thou shalt dread no hidden snare; 
Guile nor violence can harm thee, 

In eternal safeguard there. 

2 From the sword at noonday wasting, 
From the noisome pestilence 

In the depth of midnight blasting, 
God shall be thy sure Defence; 



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Fear not thou the deadly quiver, 
When a thousand feel* the blow : 

Mercy shall thy soul deliver. 
Though ten thousand be laid low. 

3 Since with pure and warm affection, 

Thou on God hast set thy love, 
With the wings of His protection 

He will shield thee from above; 
Thou shalt call on Him in trouble, 

He will hearken, He will save ; 
Here, for grief, reward thee double, 

Crown with life beyond the grave. 
James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 
"4<4 Tune 167. 

Christian hearts, in love united, 

Seek alone in Jesus rest; 
Has He not your love excited? 

Then let love inspire each breast ; 
Members— on our Head depending, 

Lights — reflecting Him, our Sun, 
Brethren— His commands attending, 

We in Him, our Lord, are one. 

2 Come then, come, O flock of Jesus, 
Covenant with Him anew; 

Unto Him, Who conquered for us, 
Pledge we love and service true ; 

And should our love's union holy 
Firmly linked no more remain, 

Wait ye at His footstool lowly, 
Till He draw it close again. 

3 O what boundless love did Jesus 
To His enemies display ; 

May His holy pattern teach us, 
How love ought to bear the sway. 

O that we, His steps to follow, 
'Midst affliction, scorn and spite, 

And His sacred Xame to hallow, 
Did each other more excite ; 

4 Then the souls He joined together 
Will, according: to His prayer, 

Be accepted of His Father, 
And His kind protection share : 

As Thou art with Him united-, 
Lord, may we be one in Thee, 



And, by genuine love excited, 
Serve each other willingly. 

5 Grant, Lord, that with Thy direction, 
" Love each other," we comply, 

Aiming with unfeigned affection 

Thy love to exemplify: 
Let our mutual love be glowing: 

Thus will all men plainly see, 
That we, as on one stem growing, 

Living branches are in Thee. 

6 O that such may be our union, 
As Thine with the Father is. 

And not one of our communion 
E'er forsake the path of bliss: 

Mayour light 'fore men with brightness, 
From Thy light reflected, shine ; 

Thus the world will bear us witness, 
That we, Lord, are truly Thine. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

C7 ^ to Tune 167. 

Light of those whose dreary dwelling 

Borders on the shades of death ! 
Rise on us, Thy love revealing, 

Dissipate the clouds beneath: 
Thou of heaven and earth Creator, 

In our deepest darkness rise, — 
Scattering all the night of nature, 

Pouring day upon our eyes. 

2 Still we wait for Thine appearing; 
Life and joy Thy beams impart, 

Chasing all our fears, and cheering 
Every poor benighted heart: 

Come and manifest Thy favor 
To the ransomed, helpless race; 

Come, Thou glorious God and Saviour! 
Come and bring the gospel grace. 

3 Save us, in Thy great compassion, 
O Thou mild, pacific Prince! 

Give the knowledge of salvation, 

Give the pardon of our sins ; 
By Thine all-sufficient merit, 

Every burdened soul release; 

Every weary, wandering spirit 

Guide into Thy perfect peace. 

Charles Wesley. 1708-88. 
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944 Tune 167. 

Great High-Priest, we view Theestoop- 

With our names upon Thy breast, [ing 
In the garden, groaning, drooping, 

To the ground with horrors pressed: 
Angels saw, struck with amazement, 

Their Creator suffer thus; 
We are filled with deep abasement, 

Since we know 'twas done for us. 
2 Jesus, to the garden lead us, 

To behold Thy bloody sweat ; 
Though Thou from thecurse hast freed 

May we ne'er the cost forget ; [us, 
Be Thy groans and cries rehearsed 

By Thy Spirit in our ears, 
Till we, viewing Whom we pierced, 

Melt in penitential tears. 

Joseph Hart, 1712-68. 

945 Tune 167. 

In Thy service will I ever, 

Jesus, my Redeemer, stay ; 
Nothing me from Thee shall sever, 

Gladly would 1 go Thy way. 
Life in me Thy Life produces, 

And gives vigor to my heart, 
As the vine doth living".] uices 

To the purple grape impart. 
2 Where shall I find such a Master, 

Who hath done my soul such good, 
And relieved the great disaster 

Sin first caused, by His own blood? 
Is not He mv rightful owner, 

Who for me His own life gave? 
Were it not a foul dishonor 

JNot to love Him to tbe grave? 

If. J. P. Spitta, 1801-59 ; Richard Massie, 
tr., b. 1S00. 

946 Tune 167. 

Tes, for me, for me He careth 

With a brother's tender care ; 
Yes, with me. with me He shareth 

Every burden, every fear. 
Yes, for me He standeth pleading, 

At the mercy-seat above; 
Ever for ine interceding, 

Constant in untiring love. 



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I in Him, and He in me! 
And my empty soul He filleth, 

Here and through eternity. 
Thus I wait for His returning, 

Singing all the way to heaven ; 
Such the joyous songs of morning, 

Such the banquet song of even. 

Horatius Bonar. 1808-89. 

947 Tune 167. 

Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us, 

Through this lonely vale of tears ; 
Through the changes Thou'st decreed 

Till our last great change appears. [us, 
When temptation's darts assail us, 

When in devious paths we stray, 
Let Thy goodness never fail us, 

Lead"us in Thy perfect way. 

2 In the hour of pain and anguish, 

In the hour when death draws near, 
Suffer not our hearts to languish, 

Suffer not our souls to fear. 
And when mortal life is ended, 

Bid us in Thine arms to rest, 
Till, by angel bands attended, 

We awake among the blest. 

Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872. 

948 Tune 167. 

Love "Divine, all loves excelling, 

Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! 
Fix in us Thine humble dwelling; 

All Thy faithful mercies crown ; 
Jesus! Thou art all compassion. 

Pure unbounded love Thou art ; 
Visit us with Thy salvation ; 

Enter every trembling heart. 

2 Breathe, oh, breathe Thy loving Spirit 

Into every troubled breast; 
Let us all in Thee inherit, 

Let us find the promised rest: 
Take away the love of sinning ; 

Alpha and Omega be; 
End of faith, as its Beginning! 

Set our hearts at liberty. 



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Pure and sinless let us be ; 
Let us see Thy great salvation, 

Perfectly restored in Thee ; 
Changed from glory into glory, 

Till in heaven we take our place, 
Till we cast our crowns before Thee, 

Lost in wonder, love and praise. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

949 Tune 167. 

Hear what God the Lord hath spoken : 

" O My people, faint and few, 
Comfortless, afflicted, broken, 

Pair abodes I build for you ; 
Scenes of heartfelt tribulation 

Shall no more perplex your ways ; 
You shall name your walls 'Salvation,' 

And your gates shall all be 'Praise.' 

2 "There, like streams that feed the 

garden, 

Pleasures without end shall flow ; 
For the Lord, your faith rewarding, 

All His bounty shall bestow. 
Still in undisturbed possession 

Peace and righteousness shall reign ; 
Never shall you feel oppression, 

Hear the voice of war again. 

3 " Ye, no more your suns descending, 
Waning moon no more shall see, 

But, your griefs for ever ending, 

Find eternal noon in Me. 
God shall rise, and shining o'er you, 

Change to day the gloom of night ; 
He, the Lord, shall be your Glory, 

God, your everlasting Light." 

William Cowper, 1731-1800. 

950 Tune 167. 

Something every heart is loving ; 

If not Jesus, none can rest; 
Lord, my heart to Thee is given, 

Take it, for it loves Thee best. 



Thus I cast the world behind me ; 

Jesus most beloved shall be ; 
Beauteous more than all things beaute- 

He alone is joy to me. [ous, 

2 Bright with all eternal radiance 

Is the glory of Thy face ; 
Thou art loving, sweet and tender, 

Full of pity, full of grace. 
Keep my heart still faithful to Thee, 

That my earthly life may be 
But a shadow to that glory 

Of my hidden life in Thee. 

Gerhard Tersteegen, 1697-1769. 

951 Tune 167 . 

I would love Thee, God and Father, 
My Redeemer and my King: 

I would love Thee; for, without Thee, 
Life is but a bitter thing. 

I would love Thee; look upon me, 
Ever guide me with Thine eye: 

1 would love Thee ; if not nourished 
By Thy love, my soul would die. 

2 I would love Thee; may Thy bright- 
Dazzle my rejoicing eyes ; [ness 

I would love Thee; may Thy goodness 
Watch from heaven o'er all I prize. 

I would love Thee, I have vowed it ; 
On Thy love my heart is set ; 

While 1 love Thee, I will never 
My Redeemer's blood forget. 

Jeanne M. B. de la M. Guyon, 1648-1717. 

952 Tune 167. 

O could we but love that Saviour, 

Who loves us so ardently, 
As we ought, our souls Avould ever 

Full of joy and comfort be; 
If we, by His love excited, 

Could ourselves and all forget, 
Then, with Jesus Christ united, 

We should heaven anticipate. 



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Fill our hearts both night and day, 
All the unction of His Spirit 

All our thoughts and actions sway : 
Might we all be ever ready 

Cheerfully to testify, 
How our spirit, soul, and body 

Do in God, our Saviour., joy. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

953 Tune 167. 

May the grace of Christ our Saviour, 

And the Father's boundless love, 
With the Holy Spirit's favor, 

Rest upon us from above: 
Thus may we abide in union 

With each other and the Lord : 
And possess, in sweet communion, 

Joys which earth can not afford. 

John Newton, 1725-1807. 

954 Tune 167. 

Hark, the voice of Jesus crying: 

" Who will go and work to-day? 
Fields are white, and harvests waiting, 

Who will bear the sheaves away?" 
Loud and long the Master calleth, 

Rich reward He offers free: 
Who will answer, gladly saying, 

" Here am I, send me, send me?" 

2 If you cannot cross the ocean, 
And the heathen lands explore, 

You can find the heathen nearer, 
You can help them at your door; 

If you cannot give your thousands, 
You can give the widows mite ; 

And the least you give for Jesus 
. Will be precious in His sight. 

3 If you cannot speak like angels, 
If you cannot preach like Paul, 

You can tell the love of Jesus, 
You can say: "He died for all." 

If you cannot rouse the wicked 
With the judgment's dread alarms, 

You can lead the little children 
To the Saviour's waiting arms. 



4 Let none hear you idly saying, 

"There is nothing I can do," 
While the sons of men are dying, 

And your Master calls for you. 
Take the task He gives you gladly, 

Let His work your pleasure be. 
Answer quickly, when He calleth: 

" Here am I, send me, send me." 

Daniel .March, b. 1816. 

955 Tune 167. 

Hail, Thou once despised Jesus! 

Hail, Thou Galilean King ! 
Thou didst suffer to release us ; 

Thou didst free salvation bring. 
Hail, Thou agonizing Saviour, 

Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
By Thy merits we find favor ; 

Life is given through Thy Name. 
2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 

All our sins on Thee were laid ; 
Bv Almighty Love anointed, 

Thou hast full atonement made : 
All Thv people are forgiven 

Through the virtue of Thy blood: 
Opened is the gate of heaven, 

Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 
John Bakewell, 1721-1819. 

956 Tune 167. 

Jesus, I my cross have taken, 

All to leave and follow Thee ; 
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 

Thou, from hence, my All shalt be ; 
Perish every fond ambition, 

All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; 
Yet how rich is my condition, 

God and heaven are still my own. 
2 Let the world despise and leave me, 

They have left my Saviour too ; 
Human hearts and looks deceive me — 

Thou art not, like them, untrue; 
And whilst Thou shalt smile upon me, 

God of wisdom, love, and might, 
Foes may hate and friends disown me, 

Show Thy face, and all is bright. 



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3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure! 
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain : 

In Thy service pain is pleasure, 
With Thy favor, loss is gain. 

1 have called Thee, Abba, Father! 
I have stayed my heart on Thee ! 

Storms may howl, and clouds may 
gather, 
All must work for good to me. 

4 Man may trouble and distress me, 
'Twill but drive me to Thy breast; 

Life with trials hard may press me; 

Heaven will bring me sweeter rest! 
Oh, 't is not in grief to harm me, 

While Thy love is left to me; 
Oh, 't were not in joy to charm me ; 

Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 

5 Take, my soul, thy full salvation ; 
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; 

Joy to find in every station, 
Something still to do or bear; 

Think what Spirit dwells within thee, 
What a Father's smile is thine; 

What a Saviour died to win thee: 
Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine? 

6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer; 

Heaven's eternal day's before thee; 

God's own hand shall guide thee there; 
Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 

Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days : 
Hope soon change to glad fruition, 

Faith to sight, and praver to praise. 
Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847. 

957 Tune 167. 

What a friend we have in Jesus, 

All our sins and griefs to bear; 
What a privilege to carry 

Everything to God in prayer. 
Oh, what peace we often forfeit ; 

Oh, what needless pain we bear; 
All because we do not carry 

Everything to God in prayer. 

2 Have we trials and temptations? 
Is there trouble anywhere? 

We should never be discouraged : 
Take it to the Lord in prayer. 

Can we find a friend so faithful, 
Who will all our sorrows share? 

Jesus knows our every weakness : 
Take it to the Lord in prayer. 

3 Are we weak and heavy laden, 
Cumbered with a load of care? 

Precious Saviour, still our Refuge: 
Take it to the Lord in prayer. 

Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? 
Take it to the Lord in prayer ; 

In His arms He'll take and shield thee, 
Thou wilt find a solace there. 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 

9o8 Tune 167. 

Wherefore weep we over Jesus, 
O'er His death and bitter smart? 

Weep we rather that He sees us 
Unconvinced and hard of heart; 



For His soul was never tainted 
With the smallest spot or stain, 

'T was for us He was acquainted 
With such depths of grief and pain. 

2 Oh, what profits it with groaning, 
Underneath His Cross to stand ; 

Oh, what profits our bemoaning 
His pale brow and bleeding hand ; 

Wherefore gaze on Him expiring, 
Railed at, pierced, and crucified, 

Whilst we think not of inquiring, 
Wherefore and for whom He died? 

3 If no sin could be discovered 
In the pure and spotless Lord, 

If the cruel death He suffered 
Is sin's just and meet reward ; 

Then it must have been for others, 
That the Lord on Calvary bled, 

And the guilt have been a brother's, 
Which was laid upon His head. 

4 And for whom hath He contended 
In a strife so strange and new? 

And for whom to hell descended? 

Brothers, 't was for me and you ! 
Now you see that He was reaping 

Punishment for us alone; 
And we have great cause for weeping, 

Not for His guilt, but our own. 

5 If we then make full confession, 
Joined with penitence and prayer; 

If we see our own transgression 

In the punishment He bare; 
If we mourn with true repentance, 

We shall hear the Saviour say. 
" Fear not, I have borne your sentence; 
Wipe your bitter tears away." 

K. J. P. Spitta. 1801-59; Catherine Wink- 
worth, tr., 1829-78. 

"5y Tune 167. 

There's a wideness in God's mercy. 

Like the wideness of the sea; 
There's a kindness in His justice, 

Which is more than liberty. 
There is no place where earth's sorrows 

Are more felt than up in heaven ; 
There is no place where earth's failings 

Have such kindly judgment given. 

2 There is welcome for the sinner, 
And more graces for the good ; 

There is mercy with the Saviour; 

There is healing in His blood. 
For the love of God is broader 

Than the measure of man's mind; 
And the heart of the Eternal 

Is most wonderfully kind. 

3 There is plentiful redemption 
In the blood that has been shed; 

There is joy for all the members 

In the sorrows of the Head. 
'Tis not all we owe to Jesus ! 

It is something more than all- 
Greater good because of evil, 
Larger mercy through the fall. 

4 Pining souls ! come nearer Jesus; 
And, oh, come not doubting thus, 



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LUX EOI. (8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, Trochaic.) 



Arthur S. Sullivan, 1S74. 



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But with faith that trusts more bravely 

His great tenderness for us. 
If our love were but more simple, 

We should take him at His word; 
And our lives would be all sunshine 

In the sweetness of our Lord. 

Frederick W. Faber, 1814-63. 

960 Tune 167. 

Hallelujah! hallelujah! 

Hearts to heaven and voices raise ; 
Sing to God a hymn of gladness, 

Sing to God a hymn of praise ; 
He, Who on the Cross a Victim 

For the world's salvation bled, 
Jesus Christ, the King of glory, 

Now is risen from the dead. 

2 Christ is risen, Christ the first-fruits 
Of the holy harvest-field, 

Which will all its full abundance 
At His second coming yield, 

When the golden ears of harvest 
Will their heads before Him wave, 

Ripened by His glorious sunshine, 
From the furrows of the grave. 

3 Christ is risen ; we are risen ; 
Shed upon us heavenly grace, 

Rain and dew, and gleams of glory 
From the brightness of Thy face, 

That we, with our hearts in heaven, 
Here on earth may fruitful be, 

And by angel-hands be gathered, 
And be ever, Lord, with Thee. 

4 Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 
Glory be to God on high ; 

Hallelujah! to the Saviour, 
Who has gained the victory ; 

Hallelujah ! to the Spirit, 
Fount of love and sanctity ; 

Hallelujah! hallelujah! 
To the Triune Majesty. 

Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-85. 

961 Tune 167. 

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, 
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace, 

Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 
Call for songs of loudest praise. 



Teach me some celestial measure, 
Sung by ransomed hosts above; 

O the vast, the boundless treasure 
Of my Lord's unchanging love! 

2 Here I raise my Ebenezer; 
Hither by Thine help I'm come ; 

And I hope by Thy good pleasure, 

Safely to arrive at home. 
Jesus sought me when a stranger, 

Wandering from the fold of God ; 
He, to rescue me from danger, 

Interposed His precious blood. 

3 O to grace how great a debtor 
Daily I'm constrained to be! 

Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, 
Bind my wandering heart to Thee. 

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, 
Prone to leave the God I love ; 

Take my heart, O take and seal it, 
Seal it from Thy courts above ! 

Eobert Robinson, 17:35-90. 

962 Tune 167. 

Come, Thou universal Blessing, 

Thou, the woman's Promised Seed ; 
Perfect bliss and joy unceasing, 

Deign throughout the earth to spread: 
Bv Thv holy incarnation. 

Life," and death, our guilt remove; 
Visit us with Thy salvation, 

Bless us with Thv heavenlv love. 

"Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

963 Tune 167. 

He is coming, He is coming, 

Not as once He came before, 
Wailing Infant, born in weakness 

On a lowly stable floor : 
But upon His cloud of glory, 

In the crimson-tinted sky, 
Where we see the golden sunrise 

In the rosy distance lie. 
2 He is coming. He is coming, 

Not in pain, and shame, and woe, 
With the thorn-crown on His forehead, 

And the blood-drops trickling slow ; 
But with diadem upon Him 

And the scepter in His hand, 
And the dead all ranged before Him, 

Raised from death, and sea, and land. 



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7, 3, 7, Trochaic.) 



Joseph Barnby, 1861. 




3 He is coming, He is coming; 

Let His lowly first estate, 
And His tender love so teach us 

That in faith and hope we wait, 
Till, in glory eastward burning, 

Our redemption draweth near; 
And we see the sign in heaven 

Of our Judire and Saviour dear. 

Cecil Frances Alexander, b. 1823. 

964 Tune 167. 

Church of God, beloved and chosen, 

Church of Christ, for whom He died, 
Claim thy gifts, and praise the Giver, 

" Ye are washed and sanctified" — 
Sanctified by God the Father, 

And by Jesus Christ His Son, 
And bv God, the Holy Spirit, 

Holy, holy, Three in One. 

2 By His will He sanctifieth, 
By the Spirit's power within ; 

Bv the loving hand that chasteneth 
Fruits of righteousness to win ; 

By His truth and by His promise ; 
Bv the word, His'gift unpriced ; 

Bv His own blood, and by union 
With the risen life of Christ. 

3 Holiness by faith in Jesus, 
Not by effort of thine own,— 

Sin's dominion crushed and broken, 
By the power of grace alone ; 

God's own holiness within Thee, 
His own beauty on Thy brow ; 

This shall be thy pilgrim brightness, 
This thy blessed portion now. 

4 He will sanctify thee wholly ; 
Bodv, spirit, soul shall be 

Blameless till thy Saviour's coming, 

In His glorious majesty. 
He hath perfected for ever 

Those whom He hath sanctified; 
Spotless, glorious, and holy, 

Is the Church. His chosen Bride. 

Frances R. Havergal, 1836-79. 

965 Tune 167. 

All the way my Saviour leads me ; 

What have I to ask beside? 
Can I doubt His tender mercy, 

Who through life has been my guide? 



Heavenly peace, divinest comfort, 
Here by faith in Him to dwell ! 

For I know whate'er befall me, 
Jesus doeth all things well. 

2 All the way my Saviour leads me, 
Cheers each winding path I tread, 

Gives me grace for every trial, 
Feeds me with the living bread. 

Though my weary steps may falter 
And my soul athirst may be, 

Gushing from the Rock before me, 
Lo, a spring of joy I see ! 

3 All the way my Saviour leads me ; 
O the fullness of His love! 

Perfect rest to me is promised 
In my Father's house above: 

When my spirit, clothed immortal, 
Wings Its flight to realms of day, 

This my song through endless ages— 
" Jesus, led me all the wav ! " 

F. J. Crosby, b. 1823. 

966 Tune 167. 

He that goeth forth with weeping, 

Bearing precious seed in love, 
Never tiring, never sleeping, 

Findeth mercy from above : 
Soft descend the clews of heaven, 

Bright the rays celestial shine ; 
Precious fruits will thus be given, 

Through an influence all divine. 
2 Sow thy seed, be never weary, 

Let no fears thy soul annoy ; 
Be the prospect ne'er so dreary, 

Thou shalt reap the fruits of joy ; 
Lo! the scene of verdure brightening, 

See the rising grain appear ! 
Look again ; the fields are whitening, 

For the harvest time is near. 

Thomas Hastings, 1781-1S72. 

967 Tune 167. 

Take me, O my Father, take me ! 
Take me, save me, through Th} T Son; 

That which Thou wouldst have me, make 
Let Thy will in me be done, [me, 

Long from Thee my footsteps straying, 
Thorny, proved the way I trod; 

Weary come I now, and praying- 
Take me to Thy love, my God ! 



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GOBAITH. (8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, Trochaic.) 

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2 Fruitless years with grief recalling, 
Humblv I confess mv sin; 

At Thy feet, O Father, falling, 
To Thy household take me in. 

Freely now to Thee I proffer 
This relenting heart of mine ; 

Freely life and soul I offer — 
Gift unworthy love like Thine. 

3 Once the world's Redeemer, dying, 
Bare our sins upon the Tree ; 

On that Sacrifice relying, 
Now I look in hope to Thee ; 

Father, take me! all forgiving, 
Fold me to Thy loving breast ; 

In Thy love for ever living, 
I must be for ever blest ! 

Eay Palmer, 1808-87. 
968 Tune 167. 

See. the Conqueror mounts in triumph, 

See the King in royal state, 
Riding on the clouds, His chariot, 

To His heavenly palace gate ! 
Hark! the choirs of angel voices 

Joyful hallelujahs sing, 
And the portals high are lifted 

To receive their Heavenly King. 

2 Who is This That comes in glory, 
With the trump of jubilee? 

Lord of battles. God of armies, 

He has gained the victory ; 
He. Who on the Cross did suffer, 

He, Who from the grave arose, 
He has vanquished sin and Satan, 

He by death has spoiled His foes. 

3 While He lifts His hands in blessing, 
He is parted from His friends; 

While their eager eyes behold Him, 
He upon the clouds ascends ; [Him, 

He Who walked with God and pleased 
Preaching truth and doom to come, 

He. our Enoch, is translated 
To His everlasting home. 



j 4 Now our heavenlv Aaron enters 



With His blood, within the vail; 
Joshua now is come to Canaan, 

And the kings before Him quail; 
Now He plants the tribes of Israel 

In their promised resting-place ; 
Now our great Elijah offers 

Double portion of His grace. 

5 He has raised our human nature, 

On the clouds to God's right hand ; 
There we sit in heavenly places, 

There with Him in glory stand : 
Jesus reigns, adored by angels ; 

Man with God is on the throne ; 
Mighty Lord! in Thine ascension, 

We by faith behold our own. 

Christopher Wordsworth, 1307-85. 

969 Tune 167 . 

Holy Ghost, Illuminator, 

Shed Thy beams upon our eyes, 
Help us to'look up with Stephen, 

And to see be3 r ond the skies, 
Where the Son of Man in glory 

Standing is at God's right hand, 
Beckoning on His martyr army, 

Succoring His faithful band ; 

2 See Him, Who is gone before us 
Heavenly mansions to prepare, 

See Him, Who is ever pleading 
For us with prevailing prayer, 

See Him, Who with sound of trumpet 
And with His angelic train. 

Summoning the world to judgment, 
On the clouds will come again. 

3 Raise us up from earth to heaven, 
Give us wings of faith and love, 

Gales of holy aspirations 
Wafting us to realms above; 

That, with hearts and minds uplifted. 
We with Christ our Lord may dwell, 

Where He sits enthroned in glory 
In His heavenly citadel. 



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4 So at last, when He appeareth, 

We from out our graves may spring. 
With our youth renewed like eagles. 

Flocking round our Heavenly King, 
Caught up on the clouds of heaven, 

And may meet Him in the air. 
Rise to realms where He is reigning, 

And may reign for ever there. 

Christopher Wordsworth. 1807-%. 

970 Tune 167. 

Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, 

There forever to abide! 
All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, 

Seated at Thy Father's side: 
There for sinners Thou art pleading; 

There Thou dost our place prepare. 
Ever for us interceding. 

Till in glory Thou appear. 
2 Worship, honor, power and blessing, 

Thou art worthy to receive; 
Loudest praises, without ceasing, 

Meet it is for us to give: 
Help, ye bright angelic spirits, 

Bring your sweetest noblest lays, 
Help to sing our Saviour's merits. 

Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 

John Bakeweil, 1721-1819. 

9 » ■!■ Tune 167. 

Through the night of doubt and sorrow 

Onward goes the pilgrim-band, 
Singing songs of expectation 

Marching to the Promised Land. 
Clear before us. through the darkness 

Gleams and burns the guiding Light: 
Brother clasps the hand of brother. 

Stepping tearless through the night! 

2 One the Light of God's own Presence, 
O'er His ransomed people shed, 

Chasing far the gloom and terror, 
Brightening all the path we tread : 

One the object of our journey, 
One the faith that never tires. 

One the earnest looking forward. 
One the hope our God inspires. 

3 One the strain the lips of thousands 
Lift as from the heart of one ; 

One the conflict, one the peril, 
One the march in God begun. 

One the gladness of rejoicing 
On the far eternal shore. 

Where the One Almighty Father 
Reigns in love for evermore. 

4 Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers, 
Onward, with the Cross our aid! 

Bear its shame, and fisrht its battle, 

Till we rest beneath its shade! 
Soon shall come the great awakening, 

Soon the rending of the tomb; 

Then, the scattering of all shadows, 

And the end of toil and gloom ! 

Bernhardt S. Insemann.'c. 182S; Sabine 
Baring-Gould, tr.. 1S67. 

97<£ Tune 167. 

Saviour ! sprinkle many nations, 
Fruitful let Thy sorrows be; 

By Thy pains and consolations, 
Draw the Gentiles unto Thee: 



Of Thy Cross the wondrous story, 

Be it to the nations told; 
Let them see Thee in Thy glory, 

And Thy mercy manifold. 

2 Far and wide, though all unknowing, 
Pants for Thee each mortal breast; 

Human tears for Thee are flowing, 
Human hearts in Thee would rest, 

Thirsting, as for dews of even. 
As the new-mown grass for rain; 

Thee they seek, as God of heaven, 
Thee, as man, for sinners slain. 

3 Saviour, lo ! the isles are waiting. 
Stretched the hand, and strained the 

For Thy Spirit, new creating. [sight, 
Love's pure flame and wisdom's light; 

Give the word, and of the preacher 
Speed the foot, and touch the tongue, 

Till on earth, by every creature, 
Glory to the Lamb he suns:. 

Arthur Cleveland Vox e. b. 1818. 

9 t 3 Tune 167. 

Praise the God of all creation. 

Praise the Father's boundless love; 
Praise the Lamb, our Expiation; 

Praise the Spirit from above: 
Praise the Fountain of salvation, 

Him by Whom our spirits live; 
Undivided adoration 

To the One Jehovah give. 

Josiah Conder. 17S9-1S55. 

9*4 Tune 167. 

I Lord, with glowing heart I'd psaise Thee 

For the bliss Thy love bestows ; 
For the pardoning grace that saves me, 

And the peace that from it flows: 
Help. O God, my weak endeavor ; 

This dull soul to rapture raise; 
Thou must light the flame, or never 

Can my love be warmed to praise. 

2 Praise, my soul, the God That sought 
Wretched wanderer, far astray: [thee, 

Found thee lost, and kindly brought 
From the paths of death away : [thee 

Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, 
Him Who saw thy guilt-born fear, 

And, the light of hope revealing, - 
Bade the blood-stained Cross appear. 

3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling 
Vainly would my lips express: 

Low before Thy footstool kneeling. 
Deign Thy suppliant's p raver to bless: 

Let Thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, 
Loves pure flame within me raise; 

And, since words can never measure, 
Let my life show forth Thv praise. 
Francis Scott Key. 177£-ls43. 

975 Tune 167. 

Glory be to God the Father: 

Glory be to God the Son. 
Dying." risen, ascending for us. 

Who the heavenly realm has won : 
Glory to the Holy Spirit; 

To'One God in 'Persons Three 
Glory both in earth and heaven. 

Glory, endless orlorv be. 

Christopher Wordsworth, 1S07-S5. 



247 



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Jtsu, mein.es Lebens Leben, / (S > '* 8 > ' 



7, Trochaic.) Darmstaedter Cantional, W. C. Briegel, 1687. 

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976 Tune 168 , 

Jesus, Source of my salvation, 

Conqueror both of death and hell, 
Thou Who didst, as my Oblation, 

Feel what I deserved to feel, 
Through Thv sufferings, death, and 

1 eternal life inherit; [merit, 
Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee, 
Dearest Lord, for ever be. 

2 Lord, Thy deep humiliation 
Has atQned for all my pride, 

I need fear no condemnation, 

Since for sinners Thou hast died: 
Thou becam'st a curse, dear Saviour, 
To restore me to God's favor ; 
Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee, 
Dearest Lord, for ever be. 

3 Lord, I'll praise Thee now and ever, 
Who for me wast crucified ; 

For Thy agony, dear Saviour, 

For Thy wounds and pierced side, 
For Thy love, so tried, unending, 
For Thy death, all deaths transcending, 
For Thy death and love divine, 
Lord, I'll be for ever Thine. 

E. C Hornburg, 1605-81. 
9 I I , Tune 168. 

Make my calling and election, 
Jesus, every day more sure ; 

Keep me under Thy direction, 
Till I, through almighty power, 

Unto endless glory raised, 

In Thy mansions shall be placed: 
When in Thee I end my race, 
Weeping shall for ever cease. 

2 Amen, yea, my lasting praises, 
Jesus, unto Thee are given, 

That a place by Thee prepared 
Is for me secured in heaven ; 

Blest my case, ah ! truly blessed, 

When to heavenly glory raised, 
I from pain and sorrow free, 
Live for evermore with Thee. 



Christian Gregor. 1723-1801, and G. H. 
Loskiel, 1740-1813. 



" « O Tune 168. 

Sing with awe in strains harmonious, 
Sing with awe: " Behold the Man !" 

Yea, repeat in tones symphonious, 
"Ah, behold, behold the Man!" 

On Thy dying look, dear Saviour, 

1 will fix my eyes for ever : 
I am never tired to gaze 

At Thy lovely, bleeding face. 

2 Oh, this makes me think with sighing, 
I'm the cause: "Behold the Man!" 

But His love, which I'm enjoying, 
Comforts me: " Behold the Man !" 

Ah, that cruelly abused 

Countenance, so marred and bruised, 
Makes my eyes with tears o'erflow, 
Till to Him I've leave to go. 

3 Wounded head, back ploughed with 

furrows, 
Visage marred : " Behold the Man !" 
Eyes how dim, how full of sorrows, 

Sunk with grief: " Behold the Man I" 
Lamb of God, led to the slaughter, 
Melted, poured out like water ; 
Should not love my heart inflame, 
Viewing Thee, Thou slaughtered 
Lamb ! 

Christian I. La Trobe.tr., 1758-1836. 
9 » 9 Tune 168. 

'Mid the trials we experience, 
May we not give way to fears, 

But possess our souls in patience, 
Passing through this vale of tears: 

Weaned thereby from things terrestrial, 

Let us look for joys celestial, 
Waiting for that time, when we 
From all sorrow shall be free. 

2 Meanwhile God the Holy Spirit 
Is our pledge of joys to come, 

Of the bliss we shall inherit 
When above with Christ at home : 

O this blessed meditation 

Yields us hope and consolation, 
That we shall, when time is o'er, 
With the Lord be evermore. 

Mrs. D. Foster. 



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GREGOR'S 16STH METRE 
Jesxi, JDer JDu mtine Seele. 



/oto-oq-7 >n» n *.i. n i~i 'Popular Meloriv. ifu? ; 

(8, i , 8, i , 8 8, , , 7, Trochaic.) ; Er } urter Gesaugbuch, 1663. 




980 Tune 168. 

Thou hast canceled my transgression, 

Jesus, by Thy precious blood ; 
May I find therein salvation. 

Happiness and peace with God; 
And since Thou, for sinners suffering, 
On the Cross wast made an Offering, 

From all sin deliver me, 

That I wholly Thine may be. 
2 All the pain Thou hast endured ; 

All Thy wounds. Thy crown of thorn, 
Hands and feet with nails through bored, 

The reproach which Thou hast borne ; 
Thy back, ploughed with deep furrows, 
Cross and grave, and all Thy sorrows ; 

Thy blood-sweat and agony, 

O Lord Jesus, comfort me. 

Jobann Rist, 1607-67. 

yOJ- Tune 168. 

Unto Thee, most faithful Saviour, 
We ourselves anew commend; 

O look down on us with favor, 
To our prayers and wants attend ; 

Grant us all a tender feeling 

Of Thy love and gracious dealing, 
That our hearts may truly be 
Filled with fervent' love to Thee. 

2 This alone can keep us steady 
In the simple path of grace; 

And when anything seems ready 
To disturb our happiness, 

Lord, in mercy us deliver; 

Yea, protect and keep us ever 
From the world and sin secure, 
And in soul and bodv pure. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801 ; G. Tranecker, 
tr., 1717-1802. 

9o^ Tune 168. 

Peace that passeth understanding, 
Peace to calm the bosom's strife, 

Peace the winds and waves command- 
On this stormy sea of life ; [ing, 

Peace the wounded spirit healing, 

Peace the love of Christ revealing; 



Peace, O God, Thy peace impart; 

Thou of peace the Author art. 
2 Peace to keep our minds for ever 

In Thy faith, Thy fear, Thy way; 
Peace to keep our hearts, that never 

Thought, desire nor feeling stray ! 
Peace to soothe in every trial, 
Peace to soften self-denial, 

Peace our daily cross to take 

Grant us, for our Saviour's sake. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

983 Tune 168. 

Oh. at last I've found my Saviour, 

Who laid down His life for me ; 
He (O undeserved favor!) 

Owned me as His property : 
Conscious of my imperfection, 
I'll rely on His direction; 

I will nothing know beside 

Jesus and Him crucified. 

2 Others may seek satisfaction 
In this poor world's vanity ; 

Meanwhile shall my heart's affection 
On my Saviour fixed be, 

On His meritorious suffering, 

And sin-expiating offering : 
World, for ever be thou gone, 
Leave but Christ and me alone. 

3 Jesus cured my soul's infection, 
By His soul's dire agony: 

From His death and resurrection 
Life and power redound to me: 
By the virtue of His merit 
I shall heavenly joys inherit, 
And e'en here a foretaste have 
Of that world beyond the grave. 

4 Jesus yields me delectation; 
When I'm weak He strengthens me, 

Sweetens all my tribulation, 

And supports me constantly; 
His atoning death and passion 
Are the cause of my salvation ; 
Therefore Christ shall ne'er depart 
From my sight and from my heart. 



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GPEGOR'S If.^TH ^rFTRE. (C.)\ #.•.•»... ^ 
X<u, O schows Uetf^e&eeutte. J (8, <, 8, ,, 8, 8, ,, ,, Trochaic. 



Johann (rueger, 16-19. 







5 Oh. I'm lost in deepest wonder, 

To think He shall soon appear 
To receive me gladly yonder, 

And wipe off my every tear; 
Then my grateful songs and praises 
Shall resound in heavenly places; 

Here by faith to Him I'll cleave, 

Jesus will I never leave. 

Johann Scheffler, 1624-7 



y&Q Tune 168 , 

Oh. how blessed is the station 
Of all those who love the Lord ; 

Who partake of His salvation. 
Trusting in His sacred word: 

Blest who, in love's bond united, 

To His altars are invited ; 

In His courts on earth they dweli, 

There His matchless praise to tell. 

Benjamin La Trobe 1725-86. 



GREGOR'S 169TH ItfETRE. \ 

Ermuntre dick, mein schwacher Geist.) 



(8,7, 



7, Iambic.) 



Johann Schop, 1C41. 




"oO Tune 169. 

Arise, my spirit, bless the day 
Whereon the great Creator 

A child became : thy homage pay ; 
Adore the Mediator. 

This is the night in which He came, 

Was born, and put on human frame, 
Us sinners to deliver 
From sin and death for ever. 



2 Welcome, Thou Source of everv good, 

O Jesus, King of glory ; 
Wei come, thrice welcome. Lamb of God, 

To this world transitory: 
In grateful hymns Thy Name I'll 

praise, 
With heart and voice throughout my 

For Thy blest incarnation [days; 

Procured my salvation. 



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3 Christ Himself, my Shepherd, feeds 
Peace and joy my spirit fill ; [me ; 
In a pasture green. He leads me 
Forth beside the waters still. 
Oh! naught to my soul is so sweet and 

reviving 
As thus unto Jesus alone to be living: 
True happiness this, and this only sup- 
plies, [mine eyes. 
Through faith on my Saviour to fasten 
Johann Heinrioh Schroeder, 1666-99; Frances 
Elizabeth Cox, tr., 1853. 

990 Tune 184. 

O Rook of a<res, oue Foundation, 

On Which the living Church doth rest, 

The Church, whose walls are strong 

salvation, [be blest ! 

Whose gates are praise,— Thy Name 
Son of the living God! oh, call us 

Once and again to follow Thee; 
And give us strength, whate'er befall us, 

Thy true disciples still to be. 
2 And if our coward hearts deny Thee, 

In inmost thought, in deed, or word, 
Let not our hardness still defy Thee, 

But with a look subdue us, Lord. 
Oh. strengthen Thou our weak endeavor 

Thee in Thv sheep to serve and tend, 
To give ourselves to Thee for ever, 

And find Thee with us to the end. 

Henry Arthur Martin, c. 1881. 



991 Tune 184. 

Christians, sing out with exultation, 

And praise your Benefactor's Name! 
To-day the Author of salvation 

The'Father's well-beloved came. 
Of undefiled Virgin Mother 

An Infant, all Divine, was born, 
And God Himself became your Brother 

Upon this happy Christmas morn. 

2 In Him eternal might and power 
To human weakness hath inclined, 

And this poor Child brings richest dower 
Of gifts and graces to mankind. 

While here, His majesty disguising, 
A servant's form the Master wears, 

Behold the beams of glory rising 
E'en from His poverty and tears. 

3 A stable serves Him for a dwelling, 
And for a bed a manger mean ; 

Yet o'er His Head, His Advent telling, 
A new and wondrous star is seen. 

Angels rehearse to men the story, 
The joyful story of His birth ; 

To Him they raise the anthem— "Glory 
To God on high, and peace on earth!" 

4 For through this holy Incarnation 
The primal curse is done away ; 

And blessed peace o'er all creation 
Hath shed its pure and gentle ray. 



992 [For Time, see preceding page.] Tune 183> 

My Jesus, if the seraphim, [stand, 

The burning host that near Thee 

Before Thy majesty are dim, 
And veil their face at Thy command ; 

How shall these mortal eyes of mine, 
Now dark with evil's hateful night, 
Endure to gaze upon the light [Thine? 

That aye surrounds that throne of 

2 Yet grant the eye of faith, O Lord ! 

To pierce within the Holy Place; 
For I am saved and Thou adored, 

If I am quickened by Thy grace. 



Behold, O King! before Thy throne 
My soul in lowly love doth bend, 
O show Thyself her gracious Friend ! 

And say, "I choose thee for mine own." 

3 Here in Thy gracious hands I fall, 
To Thee I cling with faith's embrace: 

O righteous Sovereign, hear my call! 
And turn, O turn, to me in grace ! 

For through Thy sorrows I am just, 
And guilt no more in me is found : 
Thus reconciled, my soul is bound 

To Thee in endless love and trust. 

Wolfgang Christoph Dessler, 1660-1722; 
Catherine Winkworth, tr., 1S29-79. 



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Then, in that heavenly concert joining, 
O Christian men, with one accord, 

Your voices tunefully combining, 
Salute the birthday of our Lord ! 
From the French ; Henry .Lascelles Jenner. tr. 

993 Tune 184. 

Christ mv Light,my gracious Saviour, 
Thv heart is filled with love to me ; 

How^great, how boundless is the favor. 
That I should share such mercy free! 

1 long to love Thee, blessed Jesus, 
O fill mv heart with love divine; 

Since Thou didst shed Thy blood so 
precious, 
No more my own I'll be, but Thine. 

2 O may Thy love be ever dwelling 
Within mv heart, alone enthroned, 

All other love but Thine expelling, 

That love which for my sins atoned; 
Thou only, Jesus, be my Treasure, 
Mv Joy, my Crown while life shall 
" last; [pleasure, 

None else on earth shall yield me 
None else in heaven, when earth is 
past. 

3 Thv love in sorrow be my gladness, 
In weakness be Thy love my strength, 

And when from every earthly sadness 
My soul obtains release at length, 

Ah then, O Jesus, my Salvation, 

Forsake me not in death's dark hour; 

Thv love be then my consolation, 
My onlv hope, Thv saving power. 
J J Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76. 

994 Tune 184. 

To Thee I send my cry, Lord Jesus. 

Bow down Thine ear to my complaint; 

Thou art our Help when troubles seize 

us, [faint; 

When faith is weak, when hearts are 
Thv word be now my consolation, 

Mv sure support to strengthen faith ; 
Thou art alone mv hope's Foundation, 

To Thee I'll cleave in life and death. 

2 Let neither lust nor fear affect me, 
May nothing draw me from Thy side; 



O let Thy grace, good Lord, protect me, 
Thy grace alone my strength abide; 

Naught can I do whereby to merit 
Such grace as Thou dost freely give; 

Naught good have I. but through Thy 
I every gift, e'en life, receive. [Spirit 
Mary, Queen of Hungary, 1305-58. 

995 Tune 184. 

One view, Lord Jesus, of Thy passion 

Will make the fainting spirit glad ; 
This vields us lasting consolation, 

When Thy dear blood, so freely shed, 
Pervades arid heals both soul and body; 

When Thou dost give to us Thy peace; 
Ah, then our arms of faith are ready 

Thy Cross, O Jesus, to embrace. 

2 No drop of blood Thou deem'dst too 

precious, 

To shed for sinners vile like me ; 
O that Thv tire of love, dear Jesus, 

Inflamed my heart with love to Thee; 
May Thy atoning death and passion, 

Thy agony and bitter pain, 
Until my final consummation, 

Deep in my heart engraved remain. 

3 O might I live in the enjoyment 

Of all mv Lord for me hath gained; 
Might this" be daily my employment, 

To muse on what His soul sustained: 
O may His hands, whereon engraven 

My poor and worthless name doth 
Support me, till I in the haven [stand, 

Of endless joy shall safelv land. 

Moravian. 
996 Tune 184. 

For our transgressions Thou wast 
wounded, 
Our sins, O Lord, on Thee were laid; 
Thy sufferings, (oh, what love un- 
bounded!) 
For guiltv man the debt have paid ; 
With humble thanks we now adoreThee; 

Thv Cross our glory shall remain; 
Yet 6ft ashamed we weep before Thee, 
That we by sin the Lord have slain. 
Christian Ignatius La. Trobe, 1758-1836. 



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At God's right hand in countless num- 
bers 
The just, made perfect, joyful stand ; 
And myriads more from earth's dark 
slumbers [land : 

Shall gain with songs the heavenly 
Our souls with sweet anticipation. 

By faith these glorious realms descry : 
And from each kindred, tongue and 
nation, 
We hear loud anthems fill the sky. 

2 O when shall I have that great favor, 
To see the approach of those blest days. 

When I shall welcome my dear Saviour 
With solemn strains, with jovful lays? 

How blest will then be my condition, 
When in ray flesh I Christ shall see: 

Though happy in His love's fruition 
E'en here, with Him I long to be. 

3 What heavenly joy and consolation 
This hope affords unto my heart, 

That Christ, the God of my "salvation, 
Will me receive when Tdepart: 

Then in His presence I for ever[praise; 
With the redeemed shall sing His 

O make me ready, blessed Saviour, 

To leave this world and see Thv face. 
St. 1, Ignatius Montgomery ; st. 2,3, Chr. Gregor. 



""o Tune 184. 

See from the rock the waters bursting 

In copious streams at God's command, 
His people to refresh, when thirsting, 

With drought parched in a barren 

land: [mountain 

Thus plenteous flowed on Calvary's 

The blood from Jesus' healing wounds: 
Here is for sin an open fountain, 

Here everlasting life abounds. 

Henriette Louise von Kayn, 1724-S2. 

^9" Tune 184 

Thou art our Comfort, blessed Jesus, 

To Thee by faith () may we cleave ; 
For all Thy mercies give" Thee praises, 

In happy union with Thee live: 
Whene'er we call, Thou, Lord, wilt hear 

And blessings on us all bestow ; [us, 
Yea, for that solemn time prepare us, 

When we in peace to Thee shall go. 

2 The needy share Thy consolation, 

The poor are objects" of Thy love; 
Thou on the weakly hast compassion, 

Thy sure support the aged prove : 
Thou helpest us in our distresses, 

Supplying kindly all our wants; 
We'll cast each burden that oppresses 

On Thee, Whohearest our complaints. 
G. Tranecker, 1717-1S02. 



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Look on the tears by sinners shed ; 

And be Thy feast to us a token, 
That by Thy grace our souls are fed. 
Reginald Heber, 1783-1826. 



1001 l For Tune, see next page.] Tune 195. 
Jesus, great High-Priest of our profes- 

We in confidence draw near ; [sion, 
Condescend, in mercy, the confession 

Of our grateful hearts to hear: 
Thee we gladly own in every nation, 
Head and Master of Thy Congregation, 

Conscious that in every place 

Thou dispenses! life and grace. 

2 Thy blest people, trusting in Thy 

On the earth's extended face [merit, 
From each other far, but one in spirit, 

Sound with one accord Thy praise: 
May we never cease to make confession, 
That Thy death's the cause of our sal va- 

We to Thee, our Head and King, [tion: 

Jovful hallelujahs sing. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

1002 Tune 185. 

Grace and peace from God our blessed 
Saviour 

Be with all who love His Name : 
Church of Christ, His service deem a 

Joyfully His death proclaim : [favor, 
Be prepared for rest or for employment, 
From activity derive enjoyment; 

Serve with" zeal and faithfulness, 

Filled with love His Name confess. 

2 Gracious Father, bless this congrega- 
As the purchase of Thy Son ; [tion 

For His sake behold us with compas- 
And us all Thy children own ; [sion, 

Jesus, grant to us Thy peace and favor; 

Holy Ghost, abide with us forever, 
And to us Christ's love explain: 
Hear us, Lord, our God: Amen. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 



1003 {.For Tune, see next page.] Tune 185. 
With new life endowed by Christ our 

Saviour, 

May we to the world be dead ; 
That great prize to gain be our endeavor, 

Purchased when for us He bled; 
By His love constrained may we adore 
Him, [Him, 

Thinking, speaking, acting, as before 

Being to His gracious mind 

Ever willingly resigned. 
2 May we all be ever so disposed 

In our hearts by day and night, 
As when, this life's period being closed, 

We to Him shall take our flight; 
Or as when released from condemnation, 
We received the seal of our salvation, 

And obtained through His blood, 

Happiness and peace with God. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

1004 Tune 185. 

In Thy love and knowledge, gracious 
Saviour, 
May we more and more abound; 
Thy complete atonement shall for ever 
Of our doctrine be the ground ; [ing, 
Grant that all may, in Thy word believ- 
And to Thee, the Vine, as branches 
cleaving, 
Through Thy Father's nursing care 
Fruit unto Thy honor bear. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

1005 Tune 185. 

More than all, one thing my heart is 
As its food by night or day ; [craving, 

With it blessed and all trials braving, 
Through this wilderness we stray : 



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Ever on the Man to gaze adoring. 
Who. in tears and bloody sweat, im- 
On His face submissive sank[ploring, 
And the Father's chalice drank. 

2 Ever shall mine eyes. His form retain- 
View the Lamb once slain for me, r ing, 

When He yonder, pale and uncomplain- 
TTono-s upon the bitter Tree; [ing, 

As He thirsting, wrestled in His anguish 
That in hell my soul might never lan- 
guish. — 
Of me thinkinsr, when His cry, 
" It is finished !" rose on high. 

3 O my Saviour! never shall Thy kind- 
Nor my guilt forgotten be; [ness 

While I sat a stranger in my blindness, 
Thou didst still remember me;[ceded 
For Thy sheep Thou long hadst inter- 
Ere the Shepherd's gentle voice w T as 
heeded, 
And — a costly ransom-price! — 
Bought me with Thy Sacrifice. 

4 I am Thine! Say Thou: "Amen, for 
Blessed Jesus, mine Thou art ; [ever ! " 

Let Thy precious Name escape me 
never ; 
Stamp it burning on my heart. 
With Thee all things * bearing and 

achieving; 
In Thee, both to live and die, believing: 
This our solemn covenant be, 
Till my spirit rest in Thee ! 
Albert Knapp, 1798-1S64; Thomas C. Porter, tr. 

1006 Tunel85 . 

To Thy brethren ever be propitious, 
In our hearts Thy love reveal ; 

Grant that we may follow Thee, Lord 
Fill our souls with ardent zeal, [Jesus, 

To proclaim to many a heathen nation 

Thy atoning death for our salvation : 
May we constantly increase 
Both in number and in grace. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 

1007 



Tune 185. 
Lord and 



Hail, all hail, victorious 
Saviour ! 

Thou hast burst the bonds of death ; 
Grant us, as to Mary, that great favor, 
To embrace Thy feet in faith. 
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Thou hast in our stead the curse en- 

And for us eternal life procured ;[dured, 
Joyful, we with one accord 
Hail Thee as our risen Lord. 

2 O Thou matchless Source of consola- 
tion, 
Scarce Thy resting moments end, 

When a heart-enlivening salutation, 
To Thy followers Thou dost send : 

We would share Thy dear disciples' 
feeling ling; 

When before their risen Master kneel- 
Thus shall we, with all our heart, 
Witness what a Friend Thou art. 

Henriette Louise von Hayn, 1724-S2. 

1008 Tune 185> 

Bethany, O peaceful habitation, 
Blessed mansion, loved abode; [tion, 

There my Lord had oft His resting sta- 
Con verse held in friendly mood : 

With that bliss which Mary highly sa- 
vored ; 

1 could wish this day still to be favored; 
But Thy presence makes to me 
Every place a Bethany. 

Christian d'regor, 1723-1801. 

1009 Tunel85 . 

The unbounded love of my Creator 

Heart-felt gratitude doth claim ; 
Why did Christ appear in human na- 

'Twas forme He man became: [lure? 
While the whole world's Saviour I con- 
fess Him, 
As my own Redeemer I embrace Him, 

And His merits I apply 

To myself especially. 

2 When with Him, my Lord, in closest 
I can all things else forget; [union, 

In His fellowship and blest communion, 

I heaven's bliss anticipate; 
By His presence He dispels all sadness, 
Filling my poor soul with joy and glad- 
Though' I often am to blame, [ness; 
Yet His love is still the same. 

Zinzendorf. 1700-60. 
■lUlU Tune 185. 

Gracious Lord, our Shepherd and Sal- 
In Thy presence we appear ; [vation, 

Own us as Thy flock and consrregation, 
Let us feel that Thou art near : 
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May we all enjoy Thy love and favor, 
And obey Thee as our Head and Saviour, 
Who by Thy most precious blood, 
Mad'st us, sinners, heirs of God. 

2 Lord, receive the thanks and adora- 
Which to Thee we humbly pay,[tion, 

For our calling and predestination, 
Blessed Saviour, on this day ; 

Give us grace to walk as Thine 
anointed, 

In the path Thou hast for us appointed; 
We devote most heartily 
Soul and body unto Thee. 

3 Chosen flock, Thy faithful Shepherd 

follow, 
Who laid down His life for thee ; 
All thy days unto His service hallow, 

Each His true disciple be: 
Evermore rejoice to do His pleasure, 
Be the fullness of His grace thy trea- 
sure; 
Should success thy labor crown, 
Give the praise to Him alone. 

John Swertner, 1746-1813. 

lOll Tune 185. 

We who here together are assembled, 

Joining hearts and hands in one, 
Bind ourselves with love that's undis- 
sembled, 

Christ to love and serve alone; 
Oh, may our imperfect songs and praises 
Be well-pleasing unto Thee, Lord Jesus : 

Say, " My peace I leave with you :" 

Ainen, amen, be it so. 

Christian Renatus von Zinzendorf, 1727-52. 

101^ Tune i 85# 

When I visit Jesus' grave in spirit, 

It is never done in vain ; [merit 

Since 't is only from His death and 
I can life and strength obtain : [sion, 
Jesus' Cross, His last hours in His pas- 
Jesus' stripes, His wounds, and expi- 
Jesus' body and His blood, [ration, 
Shall remain my highest good. 

Christian Renatus von Zinzendorf, 1727-52. 

1013 Tune 185. 

With Thy presence, Lord, our Head and 
Saviour, 
Bless us all, we humbly pray; 
Our dear Heavenly Father's love and 
favor 
Be our comfort every day ; 
May the Holy Ghost in each proceeding 
Favor us with His most gracious lead- 
Thus shall we be truly blest, [ing: 
Both in labor and in rest. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

1014 Tune 185. 

Cheer Thy chosen witnesses, O Jesus, 
Who Thy dying love proclaim ; 

That with joy they may to distant places 
Bear Thy great and glorious Name: 

By Thy arm O may they be defended, 

Till their pilgrimage on earth is ended, 
And they are with Thee at rest: 
Lord, we pray, hear our request. 

Christopher Batty, 1715-97. 



1015 Tune 185. 

Bless, O Lord, we pray, Thy congre^a- 
Bless each home and family; [tion, 

Bless the youth, the rising generation, 
Bless the children dear to Thee: 

Bless Thy servants, grant them help 
and favor, 

Thee to glorify be their endeavor: 
Lord on Thee we humbly call, 
Let Thy blessing rest on" all. 

Samuel T. Renade, 17646-1830. 

1016 Tune 185 . 

Unto Jesus' Cross I'm now retiring, 

There my Saviour's pierced feet, 
Dying love a grateful sense inspiring, 

Bathed in tears I humbly greet; 
Might I never lose this blest sensation, 
But in spirit fix my happy station 

On those heights so dear to me, 

Golgotha, Gethsemane. 

2 Might Thy dying love ; dear suffering 

Saviour, 

Which subdued my stubborn heart, 
Me constrain, and rule my whole beha- 

Till I from this world depart; [vior, 
Thus my mortal body I shall nourish, 
And as Thine with holy reverence cher- 

Earnestly intent to bear [ish, 

More of Thv blest image here. 

3 With a mind from earthly cares di- 

vested, 
Let me dwell by day and night, 
Where the body of my Saviour rested', 
Here I iind supreme delight; [Mary, 
Here 'tis good for me, with pardoned 
At His sepulcher in faith to tarry ; 
Thus in blessed fellowship 
With my Lord, I wake and sleep. 
Christian Renatus von Zinzendorf. 1727-52. 

1017 Tune 185. 

To the soul that seeks Him Christ is 
gracious ; 
They who wait, ne'er wait in vain, 
But experience Him a God propitious; 
He the feeble doth sustain : [eth, 

Hungry souls He on rich pastures feed- 
Those who thirst, to living waters lead- 
Hears the needy sinner's cry, [eth, 
And to help and save is nigh. 
2 Hath He joined us with the Church, 
sojourning 
Here on earth, may we abide 
With loins girt, feet shod, and Jamps 
bright-burning. 
As He comes to call His bride : 
Watching, praying, wrestling with 

temptation. 
Waiting, hoping, looking for salvation, 
May we to the end endure, 
Making our election sure. 

Frederick William Foster, 1760-1835. 

1018 Tune 185. 

O delightful theme, past ail expression, 
" Thy Redeemer died for thee." 

Ah, this prompts my deepest adoration, 
VVhen I hear, " He died for me." 



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Might my thoughts, my words and 

whole behavior 
Prove that I believe in Christ my Sa- 
viour, 
Yea, my love to Jesus show 
His to me in all I do. 
2 Lamb of God, Thou shalt remain for 
Of our songs the only theme: ever 
For Thy boundless love, Thy grace and 
favor, 
We will praise Thy saving Name. 
That for our transgressions Thou wast 
wounded, [sounded, 

Shall by us in nobler strains be 
When we, perfected in love, 
Once shall join the Church above. 
Christian Renatus von Zinzendorf, 1727-52. 

1019 Tune 185. 

Should our minds, to earthly objects 
cleaving, 

Of the mark forgetful prove ? 
God forbid, all earthly trifles leaving, 

Let us fix our thoughts above, 
Have with Christ in heaven our con- 
versation, 
Keep in view our blessed destination, 

As redeemed from this world's thrall, 

To pursue our heavenly call. 

2 Let us watch and pray and never 

slumber, 

Lest the foe approach unseen ; 
Cast away whate'er would us encumber; 

Fear to touch the thing unclean ; 
Lest,escaped from the world's pollution, 
We again give way to sin's delusion: 

Ah, 'twould cause us pungent pain, 

Christ to crucify again. 

3 God be praised, though in ourselves 

denied, 
Though sin cleaveth to us still, 



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By the tempter we need not be foiled, 

If to Jesus we appeal ; [eth : 

Yet our Lord a faithful heart demand- 
Happy, who withlisteningear attendeth 
To the Spirit's warning voice, 
Nor His chastening doth despise. 

F. W. Foster, 1760-1835. 

1020 Tune 185. 

The Lord bless and keep thee in His 

As His chosen property; [favor, 

The Lord make His face shine on thee 

And be gracious unto thee; [ever, 
The Lord lift His countenance most 

gracious 
Upon thee, and be to thee propitious, 

And His peace on thee bestow ; 

Amen, Amen, be it so. 

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 

1021 Tune 185. 

Faithful Lord, my only joy and pleasure 

Shall remain, while here I stay, 
Thee, my matchless Friend and highest 

To adore, serve and obey: [Treasure, 
Though I in myself am weak and feeble, 
Yet I trust Thy grace will me enable 

By obedience to Thy will 

All Thy purpose to fulfill. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

1022 Tune 185. 

What affords the Christian warrior 
vigor, 

Who climbs rocks or sinks in sands, 
Braving now of northern storms the 
rigor, 

Fainting then in southern lands? 
Here no care avails, no circumspection, 
But depending on his Lord's protection. 

In His heavenly armor clad, 

He moves on serene and glad. 

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Hark, hark, my soul ! angelic songs are 
swelling 
O'er earth's green field's and ocean's 
wave-beat shore: 
How sweet the truth those blessed 
strains are telling 
Of that new life when sin shall be no 
more. 
Angels of Jesus, angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of 
night. 

2 Onward we go, for still we hear them 

singing, 
"Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids 

you come;" 
And through the dark, its echoes 

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The music of the gospel leads us home* 
Angels of Jesus, angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of 
night. 

3 Far, far away, like bells at evening 

pealing, 
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land 
and sea ; 
And laden souls, by thousands meekly 
stealing, 
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps 
to Thee. 
Angels of Jesus, angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of 
night. 

4 Rest comes at length ; though life be 

long and dreary, 
The day must dawn, and darksome 
night be past ; 



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Faith's journey ends in welcome to the 

weary, [will come at last. 

And heaven, the heart's true home, 

Angels of Jesus, angels of light, 

Singing to welcome the pilgrims of 

night. 

5 Angels, sing on, your faithful watches 

keeping, [above; 

Sing us sweet fragments of the songs 



Till morning's joy shall end the night 
of weeping, 
And life's long shadows break in 
cloudless love. 

Angels of Jesus, angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of 
night. 

Frederick W. Faber, 1S14-C3. 



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10*40 Tune 192 . 

Still on Thy loving heart let me repose, 
Jesus, sweet Author of my joy and 
rest ; 
O let me pour my sorrows, cares and 
woes, 
Into Thy true and sympathizing 
breast ! 
Thy love grows never cold, but its pure 
flame 
Seems every day more strong and 
bright to glow : 
Thy truth remains eternally the same, 
Pure and unsullied as the mountain 
snow. 

2 O what is other love compared with 

Thine, 
Of such high value, such eternal 

worth ! 
What is man's love compared with love 

divine, 



Which never changes in this chang- 
ing earth, — 
Love, which in this cold world grows 
never cold ; 

Love, which decays not with the 
world's decay ; 
Love, which is young when all things 
else grow old, 

Which lives when heaven and earth 
shall pass away. 

3 How little love unchangeable and fixed 

In this dark valley doth to man 

remain ! 

With what unworthy motive is it mixed! 

How full of grief, uncertainty and 

pain ! [eyes ; 

Love is the object which attracts all 

We win it, and already fear to part : 
A thousand rivals watch to seize the 
prize, [heart. 

And tear the precious jewel from our 



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4 But Thou, in spite of our offences past, 
And those, alas ! which still in us are 
found, [vast, 

Hast loved us, Jesus, with a love so 
No span can reach it, and no plum- 
met sound. 
Though the poor love we give Thee in 
return [ever true ; 

Should be extinguished, Thine is 
Its holy fire eternally doth burn, 
Though everlasting, always fresh and 
new. 



5 Thou, Who art ever ready to embrace 
All those who truly after Thee inquire; 
Thou, Who hast promised in Thy heart 
a place 
To all who love Thee and a place de- 
sire, — 
O Lord, when I am anxious and deprest, 
And, dim with tears, mine eyes can 
hardly see, 
O let me lean upon Thy faithful breast, 
Rejoicing that e"en I am loved by Thee. 

Karl J. P. Spitta, 1801-59 ; R. Massie, tr., 1860. 



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God reveals His presence ; 

Let us now adore Him, 

And with awe appear before Him : 
God is in His temple; 

All in us keep silence, 

Prostrate lie with deepest reverence. 
Him alone, God we own, 

Him our Lord and Saviour: 

Praise His Name for ever. 

2 God reveals His presence ; 

Hear the harps resounding, [ing: 

See the crowds the throne surround- 

"Holy, holy, holy," 
Hear the hymn ascending — 
Angels, saints, their voices blending— 

Bow Thine ear to us here ; 
Hearken, O Lord Jesus, 
To our songs and praises. 

3 O Thou Fount of blessing, 
Purify our spirit, 
Trusting only in Thy merit: 

Like the holy angels 

Who behold Thy glory, 

May we ceaselessly adore Thee : 
Let Thy will ever still 

Rule'Thy Church terrestrial 

As the hosts celestial. 

4 Grant us resignation, 
Hearts before Thee bowed, 



With Thy peace divine endowed : 
As a tender flower 

Opens and inclineth 

To the cheering sun which shineth ; 
So may we be from Thee 

Rays of grace deriving, 

And thereby be thriving. 

5 Jesus, condescending 
To the meek and lowly . 
From Thy heaven high and holy, 
Make us now Thy temple ; 
Waft us then to regions 
Filled with bright seraphic legions ; 
May this hope bear us up, 
Till these eyes for ever 
Gaze on Thee, our Saviour. 

Gerhardt Tersteegen, 1097-1769; Frederick 
William Foster, 1760-1835, and William 
Mercer, 1811-73, trs. 

10^7 Tune 195. 

Lord God, our Salvation, 
Let Thy grace and favor 
Rest upon Thy Church forever; 

Jesus, Thee to follow 
Be our joy each hour ; 
Grant us all Thy Spirit's power, 

To declare everywhere 
The complete salvation, 
Purchased by Thy passion. 

*John Swertner, 1746-1813. 



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A safe Stronghold our God is still, 

A trusty Shield and Weapon ; 
He'll help us clear from all the ill 
That hath us now overtaken. 

The ancient prince of hell 

Hath risen with purpose fell ; 

Strong mail of craft and power 

He weareth in this hour, 
On earth is not his fellow. 

2 With force of arms we nothing can, 
Full soon were we down-ridden ; 

But for us fights the proper Man, 
Whom God Himself hath bidden. 

Ask ye, who is this same? 

Christ Jesus is His Name, 

The Lord Sabaoth's Son, 

He and no other one 
Shall conquer in the battle. 

3 And were this world all devils o'er, 
And watching to devour us, 

We lay it not to heart so sore, 
Not they can overpower us. 
And let the prince of ill 
Look grim as e'er he will, 
He harms us not a whit: 
For why? his doom is writ, 

One little word shall slay him. 

4 That word, for all their craft and force, 
One moment will not linger, 

But, spite of hell, shall have its course, 
'Tis written by His finger. 
And though they take our life, 
Goods, honor, children, wife, 
Yet is their profit small ; 
These things shall vanish all, 
The kingdom om\s remaineth. 

Martin Luther. 1483-1546; Thomas 
Carly le, tr., 1795-1881. 

1029 Tune 199- 

Sen.-l out Thy light and truth, O God, 
With sound of trumpet from above; 
Break: not the nations with Thy rod, 
But draw them as with cords of love; 
Justice and mercy meet, 
The work is well begun ; 
Through every clime, their feet, 
Who bring salvation, run ; 
In earth as heaven, Thy will be done. 



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2 Before Thee every idol fall] 
Rend the false prophet's vail of lies; 

The fullness of the Gentiles call; 
Be Israel saved, let Jacob rise; 
Thy Kingdom come indeed, 
Thy Church with union bless, 
All Scripture be her creed, 
And every tongue confess [ness. 

One Lord,— the Lord our Righteous- 

3 Now, for the travail of His soul, 
Messiah's peaceful reign advance; 

From sun to sun, from pole to pole, 
He claims His pledged inheritance; 
O Thou Most Mighty, gird 
Thy sword upon Thy thigh, 
That two-edged sword. Thy word, 
By which Thy foes shall die,— [eye. 

Then spring, new-born, beneath Thine 

4 So perish all Thine enemies ! 
Their enmity alone be slain ; 

Them in the arms of mercy seize, [again: 
Breathe and their souls shall come 
So may Thy friends at length, 
Oft smitten, oft laid low, 
Forth, like the sun in strength, 
Conquering, to conquer go. — 
Till to Thy throne all nations flow. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

lOoO Tune i 99 . 

Rejoice to-day with one accord, 
Sing out with exultation ; 

Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord, 
Whose arm hath brought salvation; 
His works of love proclaim 
The greatness of His Name; 
For He is God alone 
Who hath His mercy shewn ; 

Let all His saints adore Him. 

2 When in distress to Him we cried, 

He heard our sad complaining; 
O trust in Him, whate'er betide, 
His love is all-sustaining ; 
Triumphant songs of praise 
To Him our hearts shall raise ; 
Now every voice shall say, 
" O praise our God alway ;" 
Let all His saints adore Him. 

Henry Williams Baker, 1821-77. 



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Lord Jesus Christ, in Thee alone 

My hope on earth I place; 
For "other comforter is none, 

Xor help save in Thy grace. 
There is no man or creature here, 
No angel in the heavenly sphere, 
Who at my need can succor me : 

I cry to Thee, 
For Thou" canst end my misery. 
2 My sin is very sore and great, 

I inourn its load beneath : 



O free me from this heavy weight 

Through Thy most precious death/ 
And with Thy Father for me plead. 
That Thou hast suffered in my stead, 
The burden then from me is rolled : 

Lord, I lay hold 
On Thy dear promises of old. 

3 And of Thv grace on me bestow 
True Christian faith, O Lord ! 

That all the sweetness I may know 
That in Thy Cross is stored,— 



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Love Thee o'er earthly pride or pelf, 
And love my neighbor as myself; 
And when at last is come my end, 

Be Thou my Friend, 
From all assaults my soul defend. 

4 Glory to God in highest heaven 
The Father of all love ! 



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To His dear Son, for sinners given, 

Whose grace we daily prove ! 
To God the Holy Ghost we cry, 
That we may find His comfort nigh, 
And learn how, free from sin and fear, 

To please Him here, 
And serve Him in the sinless sphere. 
Johann Schneesing, d. 1567; Catherine 
Winkvvorth, tr., 1829-78. 

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lOoO * Tune 203. 

Come. Holy Ghost, come, Lord our God, 
And shed Thy heavenly gifts abroad 
On us, and unto every heart 
True faith and fervent love impart: 
O Lord, Who by Thy heavenly light 
Hast called Thy Church from sinful 

night 
Out of all nations, tribes, and places; 
To Thee we render thanks and praises : 

Hallelujah. :||: 

2 Thou Light Divine, most gracious 
Revive us by Thy holy word, [Lord, 
And teach Thy flock in troth to call 
On God, the Father of us all : 



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From all strange doctrines us preserve: 
No other master may we serve 
But Christ, Who is our only Saviour; 
In Him we will confide for ever : 
Hallelujah. :|[: 

3 O Holy Ghost, kind Comforter, 
Help us with watchfulness and prayer, 
'Midst various trials Thee to obey, 
And never from the truth to stray : 
O Lord, by Thy almighty grace, 
Prepare us so to run our race, 
That we, by Thy illumination, 
May gain heaven's glorious habitation: 
Halleluiah. :||: 
Herrmannus Contractus of Reichenau, b. 1013; 
? Robert of France, 972-1031. 



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Oeht, erhveht die Majesttet, 



8, 3, 4, 8, 7, 7, 7. 7, Claude Goudimel, 1562. 




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1034 Tune 205. 

Rise, exalt our Head and King ; 

Praise the Lord Who ever live,s : 
Glad we are His praise to sing ; 

He His people's praise receives: 
On His powerful day they rise, 
Offering free-will sacrifice; 

His victorious triumph this, 

Since hell's host defeated is. 

2 Ye who Jesus' death proclaim, 
Service yield to Him with joy ; 

Praise with every breath His Name, 

Grace to extol be your employ : 
Grace supports us every day, 
Leads us in the narrow way ; 
'T is through grace alone that we 
Can obtain the victory. 

3 Gracious Lord, may we believe : 
Venture all on Thy free grace ; 

Boldly things not seen achieve, 

Trusting in Thy promises : 
Faith Thy people's strong-hold is : 
Their employment daily this, 
To proceed on paths unknown, 
Leaning on Thy arm alone. 

4 Christ, Thy all-atoning death 
Is our life while here below; 

Strengthen Thou our feeble faith, 

Constantly Thy aid bestow : 
In Thy mercy we confide, 
Safely to the end us guide ; 
Zion, if Thy Head depart, 
Void of life and strength thou art. 

5 Lord, Thy body ne'er forsake, 
Ne'er Thy Congregation leave: 

We to Thee our refuge take, 

Of Thy fullness we receive : 
Every other help be gone, 
Thou art our Support alone : 
For on Thy supreme commands 
All the universe depends. 
St. 1 and 2. Matthew Hehl, 1704-87 ; St. 3, 4 and 5, 
Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



103o Tune 205. 

Oh, exalt and praise the Lord, 
Laud His Name for evermore, 

Gratefully with one accord, . 
With the angels, Him adore; 

Thank Him for His faithfulness 

Wherewith He His witnesses, 
Who in heaven are perfected, 
Through great tribulation led. 

2 May we always have in view 
The example of our Lord, 

Faithfully His steps pursue, 

Giving heed unto His word ; 
In our bodies, while we've breath, 
May we bear about His death, 
That His life may even here 
In our mortal flesh appear. 

3 Let us call to mind with joy, 
Those who have before us gone, 

Who obtained the victory 
Through the blood of Christ alone; 

That we all may zealously 

Imitate their constancy, 
That we too the prize receive, 
And with them in glorv live. 

P. Herbertus, d. 1571. 

1036 Tune 205. 

Happy race of witnesses, 
Whom "God's Spirit doth ordain 

To make known what God hath done, 
Ye can only victory gain 

Bv that sacred covenant-blood, 

Which the fathers, bold in God, 
Wrote in faith on every door, 
That the slayer might pass o'er. 

2 Israel's seed, from slavery freed, 
Ate with jov their paschal lamb ; 

But the Bride of Christ Who died, 
Her from bondage to redeem, 

Hath another passover : 

There the shadow, substance here ; 
She enjovs the flesh and blood 
Of the slaughtered Lamb of God. 



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3 Ere we taste the rich repast, 
Which He offers graciously, 

On our food. His flesh and blood, 

Feasting in the sanctuary ; 
Ere the sacrament to enjoy, 
We with awe to Him draw nigh: 
We in love and fellowship 
This communion love-feast keep. 

4 Eat and rest at this great feast, 
Then to serve Him freely go, 

As it is for pilgrims fit, 
As disciples ought to do : 

We, when Jesus we shall see 
-, Coming in His majestv, 

Shall the marriage-supper share, 
If we His true followers are. 

5 Then will be of ransomed souls 
An innumerable throng; 

" Lamb once slain, to Thee pertain 
Thanks and praise," will be their 

"Halleluiah," will they cry, [song; 

Singing in sweet harmony : 
" 'Mid all trials we o'ercame 
Only by Thy blood, O Lamb." 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

10o I Tune 205. 

Hark ! a Voice divides the sky, 

" Happy are the faithful dead ! 
In the Lord who sweetly die, 

They from all their toils are freed. 
Them the Spirit hath declared 

Blest, unutterably blest : 
Jesus is their great Reward, 

Jesus is their endless Rest. 

2 " Followed by their works they go 
Where their Head bath gone before ; 

Reconciled by grace below, 
Grace hath opened mercy's door ; 

Justified through faith alone, 
Here they knew their sins forgiven ; 

Here they laid their burden down, 
Hallowed, and made meet for 
Heaven." 

3 Yes ! the Christian's course is run ! 
Ended is the glorious strife ; 

Fought the fight, the work is done ; 

Death is swallowed up in life ! 
Lo, the prisoner is released, 

Lightened of his weary load; 
Where the weary are at rest, 

He is gathered unto God ! 

4 Who can now lament the lot 

«j Of a saint in Christ deceased ? 
Let the world, who know us not, 
Call us hopeless and unblessed : 
When from flesh the spirit freed, 

Hastens homeward to return, 
Mortals cry, "A man is dead ! " 
Angels sing, " A child is born ! " 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

lOoO Tune 205. 

Oh, how great, how rich, how free, 
Is the grace which Christ bestows ! 



Only cast your misery 

At the foot of Jesus' Cross ; 
Weeping at the throne of grace 
Lie, and never quit the place. 
Never, till your suit's obtained, 
Never, till the blessing's gained. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

10*39 Tune 205. 

Lord, while I with Thee remain, 
Thou wilt near Thy child abide, 

Till, Thy perfect aim to attain, 
I am wholly sanctified : 

All my wants, all my distress, 

I'll to "Thee, my Lord, confess; 
Soon will come the happy day, 
When all tears are wiped away. 

George Henry Loskiel, 1740-1S13. 

1040 Tune 205. 

Jesus, hear our fervent prayer, 
Own Thy people, seal us Thine: 

Thee to obey from day to day 
By Thj T Spirit us incline: 

Us forever bless and keep, 

Mark us as Thy chosen sheep, 
From Thy fullness to us grant 
Every grace and gift we want. 



1041 



Frederick William Foster, 1760-1835. 
Tune 205. 

Let Thy presence go with me, 
Saviour, else I dare not move ; 

With Thy aid and led by Thee, 
I will go, constrained by love; 

Serve Thy cause with all my might, 

Deeming every burden light: 
And if favored with success, 
To Thee render all the praise. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 
104*2 Tune 205. 

Warrior, at thy station stand, 

Faithful to thy Saviour's call, 
With the shield'of faith in hand, 

Fearless, let what may befall: 
Nothing fill thee with dismay, 
Hunger, toil, or length of way: 

In the strength of Jesus boast ; 

Never, never quit thv post. 

Zinzendorf 1700-60. 
104o Tune 205. 

Sinners, come, the Saviour see, 
Hands, feet, side and temples view ; 

See Him bleeding on the Tree; 
See, His heart is pierced for you : 

View awhile, then haste away, 

Find a thousand more and say, 
"Come, ye sinners, come with me, 
View Him bleeding on the Tree." 

2 Who would still such mercy grieve? 

Sinners, hear instruction mild: 
Doubt no more, but now believe, 

Each become a little child; 
Artful doubts and reasonings be 
Nailed with Jesus to the Tree ; 

Mourning souls who simple are, 

Surelv shall the blessing share. 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 



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Tune 205. 



1044 

Jesus, Lover of my soul, 

Let me to Thy bosom fly, 
While the raging billows roll, 

While the tempest still is high ; 
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 

Till the storm of life is past; 
Safe into the haven guide : 

O receive my soui at last. 

2 Other refuge have I none, 
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee* 

Leave, O leave me not alone, 
Still support and comfort me : 

All my trust on Thee is stayed, 
All my help from Thee I bring: 

Cover my defenceless head 

With the shadow of Thy wing. 

3 Wilt Thou not regard my call? 
Wilt Thou not accept my prayer? 

Lo ! I sink, I faint, I fall ! 
Lo ! on Thee I cast my care ! 

MARTYN. (7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, Trochaic.) 



Reach me out Thy gracious hand ! 

While I of Thy strength receive, 
Hoping against hope I stand, 

Dying, and behold I live! 

4 Thou, O Christ, art all I want, 
All in all in Thee I find ; 

Raise the fallen, cheer the faint. 

Heal the sick, and lead the blind: 
Just and holy is Thy Name, 

I am all unrighteousness ; 
Vile and full of sin I am, 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 

5 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, 
Grace to pardon all my sin ; 

Let the healing streams abound, 

Make and keep me pure within ! 
Thou of life the Fountain art, 
Freely let me take of Thee ; 
Spring Thou up within my heart ! 
Rise to all eternitv ! 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 
S. B. Marsh, 1834. 
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Pleasant are Thy courts above, 
In the land of light and love ; 
Pleasant are Thy courts below, 
In this land of sin and woe. 
O my spirit longs and faints 
For the converse of Thy saints ; 
For the brightness of Thy face, 
King of glory, God of grace. 
2 Happy birds that sina; and fly 
Round Thine altars, O Most High; 
Happier souls that find a rest 
In their Heavenly Fa'her's breast: 
Like the wandering dove that found 
No response on earth around, 
They can to Thine ark repair, 
And enjoy it ever there. 



3 Happy souls! their praises flow, 
Even in this vale of woe : 
Waters in the desert rise, 
Manna feeds them from the skies. 
On they go from strength to strength, 
Till they see Thy face at length, 
At Thy "feet adoring fall, 
Who hast led them safe through all. 

4 Lord, be mine this prize to win : 
Guide me through a world of sin ; 
Keep me by Thy saving grace ; 
Give me at Thy side a place ; 
Sun and Shield alike Thou art, 
Guide and guard my erring heart ; 
Grace and glory flow from Thee, 
Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me! 

Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847. 
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104O Tulle 205. 

Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 
God, your Maker,' asks you— Why? 
God, Who did your being give, 
Made you with Himself to live ; 
He the fatal cause demands, 
Asks the work of His own hands, — 
Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
Will ye cross His love, and die? 

2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 
God, your Saviour, asks you — Why? 
He Who did your souls retrieve, 
Died Himself that ye might live. 
Will ye let Him die in vain? 
Crucify your Lord again ? 

Why, ye ransomed sinners, why, 
Will ye slight His grace, and die ? 

3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 
God, the Spirit, asks you— Why ? 
He, Who all your lives hath strove, 
Urged you to embrace His love: 
Will ye not His grace receive ? 
Will ye still refuse to live? 

Why, ye long-sought sinners! why, 
Will ye grieve your God, and die? 
Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

1047 Tune 205. 

All the bliss which we possess, 
Is derived from Jesus' Cross; 

He to God hath by His blood 
Reconciled and saved us; 

Now His righteousness is found 

Our salvation's only ground ; 
Hence all our felicity 
Springs, here and eternally. 

2 Amen, yea, hallelujah ; 

Lord, our Comfort, Joy and Peace, 
By Thy Cross Thou gain'dst for us 

Everlasting happiness : 
Since the effects we richly prove 
Of this wondrous act of love, 

With what gratitude should we 

Raise our hearts and eves to Thee! 



St. 1, Zinzendorf, 1700-60; St. 2, Christian 
Gregor, 1723-1801. 

104o Tune 205. 

Object of my first desire, 
Jesus, crucified for me ; 



All to happiness aspire. 

Only to be found in Thee. 
Thee to praise, and Thee to know, 
This be all our bliss below, 
Thee to see and Thee to love, 
This shall be our bliss above. 

2 Lord, it is not life to live, 
If Thy presence Thou deny ; 

Lord, if Thou Thy presence give, 

'Tis no longer death to die. 
Source and Giver of repose, 
Only from Thy smile it flows; 
Peace and happiness are Thine, — 
Mine they are, if Thou art mine. 

3 Whilst I feel Thy love to me, 
Every object teems with joy ; 

May I ever walk with Thee, 
Fop 'tis bliss without alloy. 

Let me but Thyself possess, 

Total sum of happiness: 
Perfect peace I then shall prove, 
Heaven below and heaven above. 
Augustus M. Toplady, 1740-78. 

1049 Tune 205. 

Lamb of God, Thy precious blood, 
Healing Avounds and bitter death, 

Be our trust, our only boast, 
Blessed object of our faith ; 

Thy once marred countenance 

Comfort to our hearts dispense; 
By Thy anguish, stripes and pain 
May we life and strength obtain. 

2 We adore Thee evermore, 
Jesus, for Thy boundless grace ; 

For Thy Cross, whereby for us 
Thou hast gained true happiness; 

For Thy death, which sets us free 

From sin's cruel slavery ; 
For Thy all-atoning blood, 
Which hath brought us nigh to God. 

3 Through Thy grace, may we always 
Put our trust in Thee by faith, 

I And rely eternally, 

On Thy meritorious death ; 
Fill our hearts with constant peace, 
Till in Thee we end our race, 
And shall Thee for evermore 
'Midst the ransomed hosts adore. 
St. 1 and 2, Countess Zinzendorf, 1700-56; St. 3, 
Christian Gregor, 1723-1801. 
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lOoO Tune 205. 

Come, ye thankful people, come, 
Raise the song of Harvest Home ! 
All is safely gathered in, 
Ere the winter storms begin : 
God our Maker doth provide 
For our wants to be supplied : 
Come to God's own temple, come, 
Raise the song of Harvest Home ! 

2 We ourselves are God's own field, 
Fruit unto His praise to yield: 
Wheat and tares together sown, 
Unto joy or sorrow grown : 

First the blade, and then the ear, 
Then the full corn shall appear: 
Grant, O Harvest-Lord, that we 
Wholesome grain and pure may be! 

3 For the Lord our God shall come, 
And shall take His harvest home: 
From His field shall in that day 
All offences purge away : 

Give His angels charge at last 
In the fire the tares to cast: 
But the fruitful ears to store 
In His garner evermore. 

4 Even so, Lord ! quickly come 
To Thy final Harvest Home; 
Gather Thou Thy people in, 
Free from sorrow, free from sin; 
There for ever purified 

In Thy presence to abide : 

Come with all Thine angels, come, 

Raise the glorious Harvest Home. 

Henry Alford, 1810-71, 

1051 Tune 205. 

Hark ! the song of jubilee, 

Loud as mighty thunders' roar, 
Or the fullness of the sea, 

When it breaks upon the shore ! 
Hallelujah! for the Lord 

God omnipotent shall reign! 
Hallelujah ! let the word 

Echo round the earth and main. 
2 Hallelujah ! hark, the sound, 

From the depths unto the skies, 
Wakes above, beneath, around, 

All creation's harmonies! 



See Jehovah's banner furled ! 

Sheathed His sword ! He speaks— 'tis 
And the kingdoms of this world [done! 

Are the kingdoms of His Son ! 
3 He shall reign from pole to pole, 

With illimitable sway; 
He shall reign, when like a scroll 

Yonder heavens have passed away. 
Then the end: beneath His rod 

Man's last enemy shall fall: 
Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 

God in Christ, is all in all! 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

IUO^j Tune 205. 

Swell the anthem, raise the song; 
Praises to our God belong; 
Saints and angels join to sing 
Praises to the Heavenly King. 
Blessings from His liberal hand 
Flow around this happy land: 
Kept by Him, no foes annoy ; 
Peace and freedom we enjoy. 
2 Here, beneath a virtuous sway 
May we cheerfully obey ; 
Never feel oppression's rod, 
Ever own and worship God. 
Hark ! the voice of nature sings 
Praises to the King of kings; 
Let us join the choral song, 
And the grateful notes prolong. 

Nathan tetrong, 1748-1816. 

lUOo Tune 205. 

Let us sing, with one accord, 
Praise to Jesus Christ our Lord, 
He hath made us by His power, 
He hath kept us to'this hour, 
He redeems us from the grave, 
He Who died now lives to save; 
Hearts and voices let us raise, 
He is worthy Whom we praise. 
2 Angels praise Him, so will we, 
Sinful children though we be; 
Poor and weak, we'll sing the more, 
Jesus helps the weak and poor. 
Dear to Him is childhood's prayer, 
Children's hearts to Him are dear; 
Hearts and voices let us raise, 
He is worthv Whom we praise. 

Dorothy Ann Thrupp, 177&-1847, alt. 



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10o4 Tune 205. 

Praise onr glorious King and Lord, 
Angels waiting on His word, 
Saints that walk with Him in white, 
Pilgrims walking in His light : 
Glory to the Eternal One, 
Glory to His only Son, 
Glory to the Spirit be 
Now, and through eternity. 

lUOO Tune 205. 

Hasten, Lord ! the glorious time 

When, beneath Messiah's sway, 
Every nation, every clime, 

Shall the gospel's call obey. 
Mightiest kings His power shall own, 

Heathen tribes His Name adore; 
Satan and his host, o'erthrown, 

Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 
2 Then shall wars and tumults cease, 

Then be banished grief and pain ; 
Righteousness and joy and peace 

Undisturbed shall ever reign. 
Bless we, then, our gracious Lord; 

Ever praise His glorious Name; 
All His mighty acts record; 

All His wondrous love proclaim. 

Harriet Auber, 1773-1862. 

lOOD Tune 205. 

Come, and let us sweetly join, 
Christ to praise in hymns divine; 
Give we all, with one accord, 
Glory to our common Lord ; 
Hearts and hands and voices raise; 
Sing as in the ancient days ; 
Antedate the joys above, 
Celebrate the feast of love. 

2 Strive we, in affection strive ; 
Let the purer flame revive, 
Such as in the martyrs glowed, 
Dying champions for their God ; 
We like them may live and love; 
Called we their joys to prove, 
Saved with them from future wrath, 
Partners of like precious faith. 

3 Sing we, then, in Jesus' Name, 
Now as yesterday the same : 
One in every time and place, 
Full for all of truth and grace: 
We for Christ, our Master, stand, 
Lights in a benighted land: 

We our dying Lord confess ; 
We are Jesus' witnesses. 

Charles Wesley, 1708-88. 

A^O • Tune 205. 

He has come ! the Christ of God 
Left for us His glad abode ; 
Stooping from His throne of bliss, 
To this darksome wilderness. 
He has come ! the Prince of peace ; 
Come to bid our sorrows cease ; 
Come to scatter with His light 
All the shadows of our night. 
2 He the mighty King has come ! 
Making this poor earth His home; 
Come to bear our sin's sad load ; 
Son of David, Son of God ! 



He has come, Whose Name of grace 
Speaks deliverance to our race; 
Left for us His glad abode ; 
Son of Mary, Son of God ! 
3 Unto us a Child is born ! 
Ne'er has earth beheld a morn, 
Among all the morns of time, 
Half so glorious in its prime. 
Unto us a Son is given ! 
He has come from God's own heaven, 
Bringing with Him from above 
Holy peace and holy love. 

Horatius Bonar, 1808-89. 
lOOO Tune 205. 

Happiness, delightful name, 

Where may it be found, oh, where? 
Learning, pleasure, wealth, and fame, 

All confess, it is not here: 
Jesus crucified to know, 
This is happiness below ; 

Him to see, adore, and love, 

This is happiness above. 

Augustus Montague Toplady, 1740-78. 

1059 Tune 205. 

What are these in bright array, 

This innumerable throng, 
Round the altar, night and day, 

Hymning one triumphant song? 
" Worthy is the Lamb once slain, 

Blessing, honor, glory, power, 
Wisdom, riches, to obtain, 

New r dominion every hour." 

2 These through fiery trials trod, 
These from great afflictions came; 

Now before the throne of God, 
Sealed with His Almighty Name, 

Clad in raiment pure and white, 
Victor-palms in every hand, 

Through their dear Redeemer's might, 
More than conquerors they stand. 

3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown, 
On immortal fruits they feed ; 

Them, the Lamb amidst the throne, 
Shall to living fountains lead: 

Joy and gladness banish sighs, 
Perfect love dispels all fears, 

And for ever from their eyes 
God shall wipe away the tears. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854, 

lOoO Tune 205. 

Christ, from Whom all blessings flow, 

Perfecting the saints below, 

Hear us, who Thy Nature share, 

Who Thy mystic Body are, 

Join us, in one spirit join, 

Let us still receive of Thine: 

Still for more on Thee we call, 

Thou Who fillest all in all. 

2 Move, and actuate, and guide, 

Divers gifts to each divide ; 

Placed according to Thy will, 

Let us all our work fulfill : 

Never from our office move ; 

Needful to each other prove ; 

Let us daily growth receive, 

More and more in Jesus live. 



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3 Sweetly may we all agree, 
Touched with softest sympathy ; 
Kindly for each other care ; 
Every member feel its share. 
Many are we now and one, 
We who Jesus have put on ; 
Names, and sects, and parties fall : 
Thou, O Christ, art All-in-all. 

Charles Wesley, 170S-88. 

lObl Tune 205. 

At the Lamb's high feast we sing 
Praise to our victorious King, 
Who hath washed us in the tide 
Flowing from His pierced side; 
Praise we Him, Whose love divine 
Gives His sacred blood for wine, 
Gives His body for the feast, 
Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 

2 Where the paschal blood is poured, 
Death's dark angel sheathes his sword ; 
Israels hosts triumphant go 
Through the wave that drowns the foe, 
Praise we Christ, Whose blood was shed, 
Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread ; 
With sincerity and love 

Eat we manna from above. 

3 Mighty Victim from the sky. 
Hell's fierce powers beneath Thee lie; 
Thou hast conquered in the fight, 
Thou hast brought us life and light ; 
Now no more can death appall, 

Now no more the grave enthrall; 

Thou hast opened paradise, 

And in Thee Thy saints shall rise. 

4 Easter triumph, Easter joy, 
Sin alone can this destroy : 
From sin's power do Thou set free 
Souls new-born, O Lord, in Thee. 
Hymns of glory and of praise, 
Risen Lord, to Thee we raise ; 
Holy Father, praise to Thee 
With the Spirit ever be. 

.Robert Campbell, tr.. d. 1868. 

JjOA Tune 205. 

Are you formed a creature new. 

Cleansed by Jesus' precious blood? 
Can you Christ in spirit view, 

Reconciled by Him to God ? 



Rise, to meet the Bridegroom go, 
Mingle with the virgin-row ; 
Have you oil, you need not fear, 
Though this moment He appear. 

2 Rise, go forth to meet the Lamb, 
Slumber not 'mid worldly care ; 

Let your lamps be all on flame, 

For His coming now prepare : 

Then whene'er you hear the cry, 

" Lo, the Bridegroom draweth nigh," 

You will not confounded be, 

But can meet Him cheefully. 

3 Let us walk the narrow way, 
Watchful, cheerful, free from toil, 

Trim our lamps from day to day, 

Adding, still, recruits of oil: 
Doubly doth the Spirit rest 
On his happy, peaceful breast, 
Who himself to prayine gives, 
Who a life of watching lives, 

Zinzendorf, 1700-60. 

lOOO Tune 205. 

Resting in the silent grave, 

Spent with torments, pangs and cries, 
See the Lord God, strong to save ; 

Him Whose thunders shake the skies; 
'T was for me He groaned. He bled, 
And was numbered with the dead; 

Sacred body, with amaze 

Thankfullv on Thee I gaze. 

Cbns'tian Ignatius La Trobe, 1758-1836. 

1064 Tune 205. 

Holy, holy, holy Lord 

God of Hosts f when heaven and earth, 
Out of darkness at Thy word, 

Issued into glorious' birth. 
All Thy works before Thee stood, 
And Thine eyes beheld them good, 

While they sung with sweet accord, 

Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
2 Holy, holy, holy ! Thee, 

One Jehovah evermore, 
Father, Son, and Spirit! we, 

Dust and ashes, would adore: 
Lightly by the world esteemed, 
From that world by Thee redeemed, 

Sing we here with glad accord, 

Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 



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3 Holy, holy, holy ! all 

Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing, 
While the ransomed nations fall 

At the footstool of their King: 
Then shall saints and seraphim. 
Harps and voices, swell one hymn, 

Blending in sublime accord, 

Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

James Montgomery, 1 ( / 1-1854. 

lOOO Tune 205. 

Brethren, while we sojourn here, 
Fight we must, but should not fear ; 
Foes we have, but we've a Friend, 
One that loves us to the end: 
Forward, then, with courage go; 
Long we shall not dwell below ; 
Soon the joyful news will come, 
''Child, your Father calls; come home!" 

2 In the way a thousand snares 
Lie, to take us unawares ; 
Satan, with malicious art, 
Watches each unguarded part: 
But, from Satan's malice free, 
Saints shall soon victorious be; 
Soon the joyful news will come, 
"Child, your Father calls ; come home !" 

3 But of all the foes we meet, 
None so oft mislead our feet, 
None betray us into sin, 

Like the foes that dwell within ; 
Yet let nothing spoil our peace, 
Christ shall also conquer these ; 
Soon the joyful news will come, 
"Child, your Father calls ; come home !" 
Joseph Swaine, 1761-96. 

1066 Tune 205. 

Lord, for ever at Thy side 

May my place and portion be ; 
Strip me of the robe of pride, 

Clothe me with humility. 
Meekly may my soul receive 

All Thy Spirit hath revealed; 
Thou hast spoken : I believe, 

Though the prophecy were sealed. 
2 Quiet as a weaned child, 

Weaned from the mother's breast, 
Bv no subtlety beguiled, 

On Thy faithfulness I rest. 
Saints rejoicing evermore, 

In the Lord Jehovah trust; 
Him in all His ways adore, 

Wise, and wonderful, and just. 

James Montgomery, 1771-1854. 

1UO f Tune 205. 

Him on yonder Cross I love : 

Naught on earth I else count dear ! 
May He mine for ever prove, 

Who is now so inly near ! 
Here I stand: whate'er may come, 
Days of sunshine or of gloom, 

From this word I will not move: 

Him upon the Cross I love ! 
2 'Tis not hidden from my heart 

What true love must often bring ; 
Want and grief have sorest smart, 

Care and scorn can sharply sting ; 

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Nay, but if Thy will were such, 
Bitterest deathVere not too much ! 
Dark though here my course may 
Him upon the Cross I love ! [prove, 

3 Know ye Whence my strength is 

drawn, 

Fearless thus the fight to wage? 
Why my heart can laugh to scorn 

Fleshiy weakness, Satan's rage? 
'T is, I know, the love of Christ: 
Mighty is that love unpriced ! 

What can grieve me, what can move? 

Him upon the Cross I love ! 

4 Once the eyes that now are dim, 
Shall discern the changeless love 

That hath led us home to Him, 

That hath crowned us far above: 
Would to God that all below, 
What that love is, now might know ! 
And their hearts this word approve : 
Him upon the Cross I love ! 

J. E. Greeting, 1723; Catherine Wink- 
wortli, tr , 1829 78. 

lUOO Tune 205. 

Holy Father, hear my cry, 

Holy Saviour, bend Thine ear ; 
Holy Spirit, come Thou nigh : 

Father, Saviour, Spirit, hear ! 
Father, save me from my sin ; 

Saviour, I Thy mercy crave : 
Gracious Spirit, make me clean : 

Father, Son, and Spirit, save! 
2 Father, let me taste Thy love ; 

Saviour, fill my soul with peace ; 
Spirit, come my heart to move: 

Father, Son, and Spirit, bless ! 
Father, Son, and Spirit — Thou 

One Jehovah, shed abroad 
All Thy grace within me now ; 

Be iriv Father and mv God ! 

Hora tius Bonar, 1808-89. 

lOoy Tune 205. 

When along life's thorny road 
Faints the soul beneath the load, 
By its cares and sins oppressed, 
Finds on earth no peace or rest; 
When the wily tempter's near, 
Filling us with doubt and fear: 
Jesus, to Thy feet we flee, 
Jesus, we will look to Thee. 

2 Thou, our Saviour, from the throne 
List'nest to Thy people's moan : 
Thou, the living Head, dost share 
Every pang Thy members bear ; 
Full of- tenderness Thou art, 

Thou wilt heal the broken heart: 
Full of power, Thine arm shall quell 
All the rage and might of hell. 

3 Mighty to redeem and save, 
Thou hast overcome the grave; 
Thou the bars of death hast riven, 
Opened wide the gates of heaven ; 
Soon in glory Thou shalt come, 
Taking Thy'poor pilgrims home ; 
Jesus, then we all shall be 

Ever — ever— Lord, with Thee. 

James George Deck, b. 1802. 



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1070 Tune 205. 

Saviour, when, in dust, to Thee 
Low we bend the adoring knee; 
When, repentant, to the skies 
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes ; 
Oh, by all Thy pains and woe 
Suffered once for man below, 
Bending from Thy throne on high, 
Hear our solemn litany ! 

2 By Thy helpless infant years, 
By Thy life of want and tears, 
By Thy days of sore distress 
In the savage wilderness; 

By the dread mysterious hour 
Of the insulting tempter's power, — 
Turn, oh, turn a favoring eye ; 
Hear our solemn litany ! 

3 By the sacred grief that wept 
O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; 
By the boding tears that flowed 
Over Salem's loved abode ; 

By the anguished sigh that told 
Treachery lurked within Thy fold ; 
From Thy seat above the sky, 
Hear our solemn litany ! 

4 By Thine hour of dire despair ; 
By Thine agony of prayer; 

By the Cross, the nail, the thorn, 
Piercing spear and torturing scorn ; 
By the gloom that vailed the skies 
O'er the dreadful sacrifice ; — 
Listen to our humble cry, 
Hear our solemn litany ! 

5 By the deep expiring groan ; 
By the sad sepulchral stone ; 
Bv Che vault whose dark abode 
Held in vain the rising God ; — 
Oh. from earth to heaven restored, 
Mighty re-ascended Lord! 
Listen, listen to the cry 

Of our solemn litany ! 

Robert Grant, 17S5-1838. 



1071 Tune 205. 

Take my life, and let it be 
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee, 
Take my hands, and let them move 
At the impulse of Thy love, 
Take my feet, and let them be 
Swift and beautiful for Thee, 
Take my voice and let me sing 
Always", only, for my King. 

2 Take my lips, and let them be 
Filled with messages from Thee, 
Take my silver and my gold, 
Xot a mite would I withhold ; 
Take my moments and my days, 
Let them flow in ceaseless" praise, 
Take my intellect, and use 
Every power as Thou shalt choose. 

3 Take my will, and make it Thine; 
It shall be no longer mine. 

Take my heart, it is Thine own ! 
It shall be Thy royal throne. 
Take my love ; my Lord, I pour 
At Thy feet its treasure-store; 
Take myself, and I will be, 
Ever, only, all, for Thee. 

Frances R. Havergal, 1836-79. 

1072 Tune 205. 

Little travelers Zionward, 

Each one entering into rest, 
In the kingdom of your Lord, 

In the mansions of the blest : 
There, to welcome, Jesus waits, 

Gives the crowns His followers win. 
Lift your heads, ye golden gates, 

Lei the little travelers in. 

2 Who are they whose little feet, 

Pacing life's dark journey through, 
Now have reached that heavenly seat 

They have ever kept in view f 
"I from Greenland's frozen land;" 

" I from India's sultry plain ;" 
"I from Afric's barren sand;" 

" I from islands of the main." 



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Every tear and pain gone by, 

Here together met at last 
At the portal of the sky : 



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Each the welcome, " Come," awaits, 

Conquerors over death and sin ; 
Lift your heads, ye golden gates, 
Let the little travelers in. 

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*V « *J Tune 235. 

"VN hile, with ceaseless course, the sun 

Hasted through the former year. 
Many souls their race have run, 

Nevermore to meet us here: 
Fixed in an eternal state. 

They have done with all below ; 
We a little longer wait, — 

But how little none can know. 

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2 As the winged arrow flies 

Speedily the mark to find ; 
As the lightning from the skies 

Darts and leaves no trace behind, 
Swiftly thus our fleeting days 

Bear us down life's rapid stream; 
Upward, Lord, our sp